The restricted space of the shower was abuzz with such sexual electricity, and soon the current of sexual desire started to overwhelm Sunita until her...inhibitions petered away. Sunita moaned out and shivered as Lynda took her other hand and placed it between her own legs. It felt so great to feel her horny guests soaking wet sex, and when Lynda let go she was pleased to observe that the Indian sex goddess didn’t have to be led forward from that point on. Basking in her lust fuelled confidence,. If Bill had the balls to push my head to his cock, I would have hungrily sucked it till he came down my throat. In the process I would have remember every man who had done that to me. I would have remembered them as if it were happening at that moment. From the Mendez brothers who tried to choke me on cock, to Martin whose cock I made love to, they would have all been there.He would feel good, I would feel good, and we could both walk away and sin no more. That was the Bill in charge scenario.. This startles her and she draws back, suddenly aware that she has crossed a line.Don't stop," you groan, taking Tori's hand and placing it back on your on the massive bulge in your underpants.She looks conflicted. "We're both seeing other people. We shouldn't be doing this," she mutters, but she doesn't take her hand away again.You place your hand over hers, guiding her in a stroking motion. Your underpants roll down, leaving half your dick exposed. Tori's palm brushes your knob and gets. “That’s good, coming from you,” he smiled knowingly.I blushed. We lay in silence for a long time.“It was a very nice wedding,” I eventually said thoughtfully. “Izzy and Jack looked perfect – and very happy.”“I wouldn’t know,” Tony said sulkily. “I wasn’t invited.”I sighed.“You were invited,” I told him patiently. “We agreed it would be a bad idea for you to go, remember?”“My own son’s wedding…” he protested.“Whose fault is it?” I asked, jokingly but he seemed to take it seriously.I sighed in.