”Shannon beamed at my response and slowly started to grind and then pull off my shaft. With my just my crown in her tight pussy, Shannon said, “I ...think I like your dream a tiny bit better than mine. Do you mind if I turn your dream into my ... our reality?”“Oh! Fuck no!” I cried as she quickly made my thick shaft disappear back into her pussy.“Oh! Fuck me! Yes!” Shannon laughed and then set about doing just that. This blonde beauty was proof of a true fucking instinct because she knew exactly. Reshma was shellshocked. She was almost unable to react. Rajesh looked at her and asked, ”What is this Reshma?”Reshma fumbled. That part of her life was long over and she thought now that she was married to a famous scientist and had settled down, nobody would know about it. But her past had come back to haunt her. Back in her modelling days, Reshma used to model for such seductive photos under other names like Angel or Honey. Getting regular work was tough sometimes and so those assignments. But as you began to move back to then to be pushed forward by the movement of your wife behind you, the pain disappeared at the soothing motion as your cock easily slid back and forth inside me. Yes, yes, yes, my mind was crying out. You are now being fucked and one wish is being granted, and gave myself up to the pleasure that I had denied myself for years. It was a strange kind of heaven to have you moving inside me, feeling it throbbing away as it slid about in the movements of you fucking. There were no words todescribe it.Looking down at her head bobbing up and down, I was sorely tempted tojust lie back and let her deliver me the sweet release that would surelynot be too far away. But I wanted more ... "Grace," I said hoarsely, "Idon't think I can ... last too long ..."She looked up, grinned and then slowly, lasciviously, ran her tongueover the tip of my cock. "We can't have that, can we?" she saidplayfully. "Besides, I want it somewhere else ..."She rolled alongside me and we.