‘Well, look at you two,’ I heard from behind me. I raised up and there was my wife looking at me down between her sister’s legs, my face gleamin... with her juices, a smile across my face. ‘Be with you in a sec, hon,’ as I went back to work between Erica’s legs. Then I felt Sheila’s hands on my side as she pulled me over on my back. ‘No, it’s both of us. Get up over his face, Sis, let him eat you that way, I’m sucking his cock,’ she said as she was sliding her panties off her feet. I lay there on. They both turned and looked at me. "Of course she will no longer havethe status that she once had. She'll be at the bottom of the totem poleso to say, just like any servant or slave." Denise said.They then talked quietly to each other, turning away so I couldn't hearthem. After a short conversation they turned back around so they werefacing me."OK" Denise said. "The two of us have come to some decisions. You mightnot be totally comfortable with these decisions but that's somethingthat you are. As a Saturday night, it was ripe for excitement. Yet, none of her friends were up for it.She talked herself into going alone for once, the need to escape the monotony of the week and weak hookups were too strong. She yearned to feel the music, shake her body, and meld into the crowd of dancing bodies as alcohol flooded her veins. A little attention here and there would also be welcomed and appreciated.I wonder if this is too much?She made her way inside feeling exposed in her outfit, her ankle. She had a short blouse and half sleeves, revealing her stomach which however was reasonably hidden by the saree. Her hair was tied up and the high heels, she had on completed the sexy look. I don’t think I have described her looks, but for those who know Bollywood actresses may know Raveena Tandon.Well, my wife has some similarities to her and even Rick mentioned the resemblance when he came over one day and I was watching “Bade miyan, chote miyan”. She left a lock of hair on either side of her.