I am suddenly very wet. I hear Amber moan. I swear she is so close to my crotch she can hear the fluid flowing out of me. I start to use my face to gi...e Amber a foot rub. I hear her moan. We just start to get into each other. Mind you I don't want sex with a woman, but a woman knows what another woman needs in a touch. The door opens. Pete crawls back in. He is behind me. I feel his hands on my hips. He whispers in my ear. "Your time is up for now. Thank you for your time I feel my neck being. Aaaaaaaa….uuuuhh…uummmmhhhh.muuuuumyyy mujhee bachaa loo mere chut fad dee Rajjev nee. Mere chillanee par vo dugnee josh or bahut speed see apnaa lund pump kartaa. Mee ab tak 4 baar jhad chukee thee par vo hatnee kaa naam hee nahee letaa thaa jab mee kahtee bas karoo to mere baat unsunee karkee boltaa lee kutiaa ghadhee kaa lund sambhal uuhhhh….aaaahhhh….vvvuuhhhhhhhhh kee aavaz ee ke..nikaltee . uskee tatey bahut bade thee room mee iss tarah kee rythmatic avazee aa rahee thee lund chut mee. At first I thought that she was trying to redirect Peters dick, but noting the look of concentration on her face, realized instead she was trying to rub her own clit. I guess his little stiffie was not quite filling her up, and she needed a little help reaching climax. Peter was well on his way, though, hips pistoning wildly, mauling her nipples with his mouth, and making desperate Mmmph, mmmph noises as he rushed toward orgasm. I was on the verge of cautioning him to slow down again, when. While you’re watching, can you help my mother with the rest of the dishes?” My mother-in-law said, “No, it’s fine. I don’t need help, just pour me another wine and keep me company while I clean them.” I said, “I can do that,” and poured her a glass. I kissed my wife good night and watched her walk upstairs. We decided to stay that night because we had both drunk a significant amount. When my wife was upstairs, my focus immediately shifted to Judy. She knew it, too. She gave me a very sly grin.