I liked it when Miss Hanscomb would tie my arms and legs with all these fancy knots that she knew, and then I would be helpless, at her fucking mercy....She put on what she said was a strap-on dick, a big rubbery thing that she used like a dick, with a little part that rubbed her clitoris when she pushed it in and out of me. She made me suck it. that was strange, it reminded me that the sucking part of dick sucking is what I like. The feeling of this big rubber cock in my mouth, especially with. Kshitij had by now fucked Pooja in every possible place in the house and every position.I can tell you the thrill of watching your wife getting banged by someone else is another level of thrill. Every time Kshitij banged her, it gave me another level of satisfaction. He would smack her butt, make her suck his penis, or bang her ass. I never got this excitement while fucking my wife Pooja, that I got by watching her getting fucked.Now the time had come to move this to another level. I discussed. Cum dripped downthe chain as she showed her companion the thing he had brought her here tosee. He had moaned while she easily swallowed his cock, and tried to say thanksand exchange names after she sucked him clean, but she shushed him with a fingerto his lips and pointed at the door. He got the message and left without anotherword to either of them. The next guy was about 40, black and very well hung,judging by the length of the bulge down his pant leg. He was let in, and thesame procedure was. When I came back in the house with the milk pail mom turned up her nose and told me to go shower. She said I smelled like I did after Pam had spent the night. A slight puff of wind could have knocked me over. I had not a clue mom knew about her sleeping with me, although I shouldn’t have been surprised.After showering and putting on fresh clothes I came back in for breakfast. Mom asked if I had fucked Becky into a coma, as she was sound asleep. “I’ve been told expectant women need more rest to.