No, Ed, actually its just the opposite, I said. The other guys got quiet. Ed put down the drink and stared at me. Hows that? I said, Im not keeping h...r to myself, I said calmly. I took a sip of my scotch. I share her. What the hell does that mean? Randy growled. You know, share. Like when I let you use my snow blower last winter. Randy chuckled nervously. I looked directly at him. You like her? You know, my wife? He didnt say anything. I mean, you know, her tits and ass? Randy stammered and I. His cock nestled in the cummy plumpness of her pussy, and he began to thrust hard. She felt his cock slide in deeper and she felt his hairy ball sac slapping her ass.“Shit…. so tight…. I don’t even care her cunt is full of cum already,” Alex laughed. “You’ve got a hot cunt, Slut…. nice and tight!”Alex started fucking her with a slow, steady pace. He seemed to like the feeling of her pussylips gripping his prickshaft before he thrust in deep. “Don’t take too long,” Scott said from a chair beside. I rest my hand on Laura's thigh and slide my hand up her sun dress. Nice white lace panties awaited my finger tips as I made my way up. The tips of my fingers touch the front of her panties, just where her married pussy awaited me on the other side. What to my surprise do I find? Some of the wettest panties I have felt in a very long time. I slowly stroke the outline of her pussy lips with my fingers thru the fabric of her panties. Laura then stands up, but I never remove my hand from her. God, I am feeling severe pain on the backside of my whole body."In an alarming tone, Montu Kumar said, "Wait, and don't try to get up, let me do some first-aid-treatment."By saying this, he rushed to his flat. He returned with the ice cube tray of his Refrigerator, a tube of pain-relieving ointment, and an antiseptic tube. Montu Kumar arranged the ice pack wrapped in a towel. Manavi Bhabhi was in pain. But looking at him in appreciating eyes.He said, "Now, Manavi Bhabhi , lie on your face and.