Ten minutes after, with my head still pounding somewhat, I stumbled downstairs. My sister made me a coffee, and I sat at the kitchen table across from...our parents, where they were waiting for me.“How are you feeling, son?” our Dad asked.“Morning, David. We let you sleep as late as we could, but your Father came back from work to talk to you two. He has an hour before he needs to go back,” Our Mom said.“I’m okay, just a bit of a headache. No worries,” I answered.“So son, how about you give us. Gail's response – "Because he's cute" – was less than satisfying to me at the time.The nights that Gail wasn't with me, at least the ones she told me about were invariably spent with the four on girl's nights out. Like it or not the four were always going to be around even after Gail and I were married and all four were going to be a part of the wedding. Cindy was Maid of Honor and the other three were going to be bridesmaids.The rundown to the wedding wasn't at all smooth. The thoughts that I. I really could not believe my eyes. The vibrator buzzing was just a decoy.Ana was on her knees, sucking the cock of another man deep into her throat. I was in shock. I looked up and saw that this cock belonged to Jerome, a black giant guy we used to hire as gardener.So I found out, that Jerome was surely the man who had been servicing Ana during my business travelling to other cities, which sometimes normally took more than three days.She looked at me with her sexiest look and winked while she. The auto driver knew by then what was going on but continued driving, although little slow. Imran was least bothered though and was all over Richa’s face giving her wet licking and small bites on her ear lobes. He had even pushed her saree pallu besides and was freely mauling her breasts. Richa kept her eyes closed for most of the time out of embarrassment but that devil wanted her to witness it with her open the eyes as he continued his nasty lovemaking.His lust towards Richa’s beautiful body.