He pushes and pushes until deep inside me, and I can feel him almost automatically cum inside my quivering ass. As he pulls out, I feel the other hand...pull some chemical coated cloth up to my face. The next thing I know, I'm out cold. Next morning: "Wake up, hon!" I hear a familiar female voice as I'm splashed in the face with water and completely naked, lying on a bed. I wake quick, looking at the girl who had lured me to this "trap." I start to protest when I notice a gun turn on me being. I thought that he might be doing it causally but after sometime he placed his hand on my cock. I was very surprised by his actions and I thought that he might have forgotten all the old things and started a new life.Soon rittu came with the snacks and I shoved his hand away from my cock. Rittu then served us snacks and in between dimpy also was feasting his eyes on my wife’s body. Even when rittu was now serving snacks he used to touch her hands. I now felt that dimpy was getting high and then. The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool, grand stand area and huge change rooms. I had some naughty experiences in the change rooms with some random hookups and I would often jerk off in the showers. I have a pretty serious speedo fetish (I own and write the Aussie Speedo Guy blog) and swimming in my skimpy little speedos would turn me on, so I’d finish my laps, go up to the change rooms and jerk off. It was a turn on jerking off thinking I could be. The next week was the most adventurous one of Iqra's life yet she just felt different more confident more beautiful and more horny cheating on her bf by fucking the school's coach had increased Iqra's sex drive to a thousandfold. She would masturbate everyday the moment she woke up but her pussy would remain wet the entire day. She fucked his bf four times during the week in his house and was getting wilder and dirtier every time. Kevin to his credit kept up pace with her and she used that.