Like this we continued exploring each other tongues, our saliva shifted both our mouth this went for 10mins I was pressing her hips and she was giving...nice sounds continue same like this only.I made her lie on sofa and myself on her top I continued my kissing I was pressing her boobs now it were so huge I was not able to hold them in one hand I started to bite them from top of her dress , kept other hand on her other boob and was pressing it I was enjoying every moment of and she was also. They make me stand beside him and my wife took her boxer off. His large dick hit on my wife’s face. Her jaws drop when see that huge 8inch dick besides my small shrink 3inch dick. He was double than the size of mine. Priya make my wife kneel down in between my cock and my friend’s and took a full picture of us. I feel very shame. They compare the dick and laugh at me. My friend pushed his long dick into my wife’s mouth. I don’t think she has seen that big but she still sucks it. Just half of it. Glances to the bathroom…if he walked back into the room, his heart would be pierced with the dagger like stare in my eyes. Suddenly I felt dirty, cheap…and used. My mind was at war with my heart. Snatching my overnight bag, searching through the items for a pair of jeans and a knit top…climbing into them, not even bothering with underwear. Swiftly zippering the bag up, grabbing car keys off the dresser, my fingers trembling, heart breaking into small bitter pieces. Halting in my movements,. Zach and Jon felt like salmon swimming upstream as they made their way through the stream of stagehands and slipped into their dressing room.As they sat inside, they heard the scramble of departures thin out until all was quiet. Jon ordered Zach to keep quiet awhile longer, until he was sure everyone had left -- everyone except themselves, of course, and Pat Richardson, who was apparently still sleeping soundly in her dressing room.At last Zach could wait no longer, and he demanded to know what.