.girl it was again...sexual swings and roundabouts would even it up...soon enough.Well I accepted instantly her massaging boobies pressed into my back..., firmly. I luxuriated too in my own breasts being squeezed together under my leotard...But not what happened next:And it wasn’t the sweet happiness of my leotard being eased down my body to the floor...I enjoy my naked self and sharing my slutty body...“SWEET JESUS” I exclaimed... realising it was a boner rubbing against my naked arse cheeks and. This time he went in smooth as you like and sighing I arched my back allowing him deeper access to my pussy. Rana squeezed my ass and pushed it hard this time. His dick rammed home and his balls made a thunk noise against my ass cheeks.“can you husband hold you in air like this?” Rana lifted me bodily in air and gave support with his hands beneath my ass cheeks. I hooked me ankles behind him and hugged him saying no.“a real man can take you for a ride like this all night,” he said and trusted. “OK, I’ll leave the door open a tiny bit” I said, “but you’ll have to be very quiet!”Later on, after saying goodnight, we all went to bed, and I left the door open, just a tiny bit, and climbed into bed.The thought of putting on a show for Mandy was such a turn-on, that I stripped off and prepared to climb into bed with my cock already swelling in anticipation.I reached over and began to fondle my wife’s tits, pulling down her thin nightie, to expose her erect nipples, and I began to suck on. I held still and kept quiet, thinking maybe he'd walk away and leave me unnoticed, to go about my business. No such luck. He made it clear that he knew I was there. He cleared his throat, and hocked a thick sounding loogie onto the floor. I heard it hit with a loud 'splat' before he said, "When was the last time this place saw a mop and a bucket?"Was he talking to me? Should I reply? Shit, I wasn't sure at all. Meekly I said, "Uh, s'at you, Joe?" Immediately I felt so stupid. Of course it.