I had very few friends, none of whom I entrusted with secrets. I realized Anastasia had to be kept in the dark, confined to a virtual dungeon that lus...tful men frequented for sexual release.I did have a best friend before that. Our friendship had gone way back to the early days of childhood, until he decided to slowly (but surely) distance himself from me. We hadn’t spoken for more than a year when he contacted me. My phone buzzed two times, and I saw his name pop up on my lock screen. I shakily. When she let go, I was hanging there with a harder hard on then before. She looked over at my wife and said “see. He truly enjoys this”. Then she slapped my face real hard. I looked at her as the sting crept over my face. I’m going to enjoy this she said to me softly. Then she joined my wife on the couch and I watched as the two of them began to make out.I hung there in shame as I was forced to not only listen but to watch my wife and my key holder get very, very intimate. What I mean was they. What he was doing below the water .i did not know.but after sometimes i saw moms blue saree floating away in the water.i understood he removed her saree.after that he broke the kiss and plunged his head inside the water.sudddenly i saw her blouse going off floating in the water.mom started moaning ahhhhhhhhhhhhh………..uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.i couldn’t say what he was doing as he was inside the water but she was getting horny.her moans continued. She pulled herself from Steve and delved into my mouth. Soft, eager kisses so different from Steve's. He was pulling off her dress before diving between her thick thighs. Her hands were pulling at my clothes, a desperate attempt to get me naked. I happily obliged while watching my man make her breathing become shallow. Our bare bodies pressed together. Our lips, tongues, hands were hungry for whatever we could come in contact with.She pushed me onto my back, slowly parting my thighs before.