Almost immediately, we could hear my wife squealing in enjoyment again as the familiar sounds of slapping bodies resumed. The cycle repeated itself fo... the rest of the night until about 5 am the next morning and all of us took several turns to fuck my wife.Towards the end, my wife's cunt was so sloppy that my average-sized dick barely felt anything when I entered her, so I opted to fuck her mouth instead.As for David and Umu, they were so exhausted that they just went back home for some much. But Angela is just a natural fit with our casa. Like Sora, Nicki, Donna, and maybe Mary, we don't know that she will ever be more than a compañera with you and a hearthmate to the rest of us—even if she is a compañera who fucks you—but she is just a perfect blend with the rest of us. Her personality fits. Did you know she spent an entire afternoon a week ago discussing Nicki's proposed literary career? And it wasn't just one or the other of them lecturing. I have never seen Nicki so animated in. She couldn’t help but wonder whether she would fit in with the others. School was a familiar, more or less homogenous place, with all her friends belonging to essentially the same financial background and social circle. There, Nidhi knew everyone, and everyone knew Nidhi. She was the Queen bee, the leader. Everyone looked up to her. Everyone wanted to be her. Here, in college it would be a whole different story. People from vastly varying backgrounds, scattered across the social and economic. My foreskin started folding back because of the tight grip. I loved the morning fun as I gave a loud moan and spurted out the cum. All my liquid fell on the bathroom floor as I rested my head on Swati’s shoulder.Me: Thanks for the morning session, mom.Swati: Thank you for not judging your mother.After the morning session, I went back to the room and had a smile on the face. I cursed myself for not making a move early. If I had done that, the whole lockdown would have been heaven but, ‘Better.