” A moan… “Angie, speak to me!” A grunt… A feeling of déjà vu filled my mind and I screamed, “What the hell does that mean?” Another m...oan… “Damn it girl, I want you! Speak!!” A nod… Pulling up her shirt, the urge for flesh on flesh is sated and I bent down and took her lace covered nipple into my mouth. A cry of pain filled pleasure escaped her cinnamon flavored lips and I lingered there while I explored her other breast with my hand. Shaking with the effort of restraint, I removed my hand from. I fucked almost 50-60 times before i cummed deep inside her pussy.I really enjoyed that fucking with expecting many more to comeMy house was very near to the office i was working.I used to exercise a lot in the morning with my wife doing yoga.She wore a saree generally and do yoga.After exercise, when my muscles are pumped up along with my hard cock, seeing my wife in a saree and with a transparent blouse usually turned me on.I kissed her while she is doing Yoga.I used to lift her saree and. .oh god just like that." She slowly rubbed her hand down my chest until she hit the waist band on my boxers. She lifted the band and pulled them off revealing my hard as stone cock in all its glory. Softly gripping the base of my cock she started sliding her hand up and down my shaft. So many thoughts were running through my head. What am I doing? This is wrong, but then why does it feel so good? I soon pushed those thoughts out. But I needed to make sure that this is what she wanted. "Tia,. You shouldn’t be here you bastards, you shouldn’t be doing this’ she screamed and then gasped, ‘But don’t you dare stop now.’ ‘Good Barbara, then take this,’ Mike said as he lifted her head off the cushion with one hand and fed his throbbing cock into her eager mouth. ‘Go on Barbara, take some more into your mouth. You know you love it,’ Mike added as almost his entire vibrant young pecker disappeared down into Barbara’s eager throat. She moved her head up and down rapidly on Mike’s cock,.