My sister's moan and motions were enough that I slowly stroked my cock. Men have always dreamed of a private sex show. Damn. There was one live. In...my bedroom. And between my wife and my sister. When the motion of my fist was not enough I added my contribution to the show. I moved to the head of our bed and fed my cock to Lindsey. My fingers tangled in her hair as I fucked her face. Lindsey was on a constant high of sexual overload. All the attention she was getting her body could only. "Yeah..." Selena looked at him awkwardly, still feeling his hands on her skin. "Any time you wanna feel me up, just ask..." She said sarcastically. Pierce didn't seem to catch on. "A-a-are you sure?" She scoffed. Of course, he wouldn't understand her dry sense of humor. The man thought she actually enjoyed feeling his hands on her. "Oh yeah. Gotta please the fans, right?" He seemed confused for a moment. The look on her face told him, she was clearly annoyed and yet she made no attempt to. It slowed down at the height of Anna crazy popper high as she looked over her right shoulder and squeezed her wet ass cheeks and pulled them apart for show. The front passenger window rolled down…Staring at Anna was 4 nasty looking black men! Her heart pounded in her throat from fear, but her pussy was aching, and her nipples hardened. She slowly walked over trying to smile as she bent over to investigate the car. The front passenger was wearing a dirty white shirt, but he was otherwise. I said welcome and we started smoking. Then I started conversationMe- I thought you were with those people.Her- No! I was just enjoying with their kids.Me- Oh! I see. From which place?Her- Banglore and you.Me- Delhi. Business trip?Her- No. Personal.Me- Alone.Her- YesMe- A beautiful girl like you should not sight Taj alone (smile)Her- Smiled and said are you not coming with me to visit Taj.I kept quite for few seconds and then she said what happened. I said I am thinking if your making fun of me.