I saw his eyes becoming watered and saliva dripping from his mouth. With the loud name of his wife again, I came in the bastard’s mouth.Me: Clean my...dick properly, bastard. Or else you need to suck it again.Raghu: I will clean it, sir.After he cleaned my dick, I told him to dress me. He did and asked.Raghu: You will go now, right?Me: (ha ha ha) Where and when is your first night?Raghu: Tonight in my home.Me: Ok, one last wish. I want to take a picture with you and your wife on the stage.Raghu:. It felt really good. I had always thought it would be nice with David, but not this nice. I grabbed his ass and pulled him toward me as I pushed myself toward him. “Fuck me hard,” I demanded. He began to accelerate his strokes, to drive into me a bit harder and faster. I liked the way his balls felt when they slapped my ass. I urged him on, “Harder, harder.” He slammed into me, bringing my ass up off the pillow with each thrust. Over and over, harder and harder, faster and faster. I was. The sight of this was awesome.As Marty fucked Ellen, she panted and gasped for air and made sounds that I never heard her make when we fucked. Marty fucked faster until, with a growl, he plunged into the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened nut sack inside, as well. I knew he was spraying his spunk inside my wife's pussy, and I knew I was seconds away from eating his leftovers.When Marty pulled out his slimy meat, a long string of jizz followed it out and splashed on my face. I quickly attached. There was little difference between the most genteel of high-born ladies and the most common of sluts living by their wits by bending over obediently in the nearest dark alley for a single cheap coin pressed into her bosom.Meg was no different and she had alternated between Ned and Alfie with attention to equal treatment to avoid any dispute over “fair share” of her female favors. The aging Tom was content with his allocation of workhouse fare always ready to bend over or drop to their knees.