”“My God! Is my wife going to be double-fucked now? ” I was appalled. “Is my wife a cock loving whore?” I gulped. I knew there was nothing I...could say or do but strangely, I was loving the scene before my eyes. and so was my wife loving it. Mannu spanked Mita’s ass a couple of times before the men carried her to the couch. Mita smiled at them as Mannu cupped her tits in his huge hands. He pinched her brown nipples which had become taut in his hands. Ganesh was fisting his cock.“Bhaiya, lie on. And that's how our sessions evolved, the girls joining us for a short time as a duet before they went to bed. Then me playing for Angel well beyond our agreed upon quitting time.If it wasn't from the noise in the den, I could almost imagine that this was my family. Some nights we would sit side by side on the settee, me playing and singing softly and her with her head on my shoulder. I was slowly falling for her. But what would this older woman from all this money want with me.I started to. They were an off-white color. "This is going in the bathroom and the kitchen. OK?"Both women nodded. Jill squeezed my hand and sort of wiggled. Something like Bozo might do."The appliances will all be stainless steel. The washer and dryer will be your normal everyday white enamel. Now we get to talk about the walls. Jack? Do you have any preference on what color the walls are?" Nah. I'll leave that one up to the women." Smart man, Jack. I can tell you from experience, you'll never win on that.. A part of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, the same bed where I had often held her while she had cried after the divorce, taking her well-fucked body in my arms and rubbing my cock against her soft body. In the end I chickened out, backing out in the hall. Just as I was leaving, I noticed a pair of mom’s panties near the door. I quickly grabbed them as I made my escape. In my own room I examined them. Red, lacy, very, very sexy. I brought them to my nose, inhaling deeply mom’s.