But I’m not usually like that,” she said as she put yesterday’s socks on. “I’m usually a bit more reserved. I think it was the adrenaline fr...om the play that made me...”I interrupted her. Which, in hindsight, is a shitty thing to do, “No judgment; No expectations. I had a great time. I’m glad you slept over.” (Was I? I don’t think I’d actually processed it yet.)“Me, too. Probably best if we’re not hanging over each other at the cast party. Wouldn’t look good. But I do want to see you again.” She. About myself, I want to live as like that which express in the story. I’m going to continue my previous part “Wife for two dicks”. New readers please see my previous part. Feel the every words of the story. Send your comments to Tamil is more preferred, use vulgar words.After that clay land fun, we reached hostel and did ours works. Whenever go to eat, I walk middle with them and they always grip my both my hands. I feel hard and my soft feminity feels going deep inside me. They kiss me. My room mate stand inches from my and with a grin says "Is this what you want sissy boy?". I turn to look at his girlfriend, now leaning back on the bed, legs crossed over showing just a glimpse of her gorgeous ass, i could feel them both watching my intently to see what i would do. So i caved and gave in, taking his cock into my mouth with the gasp of his girlfriend behind me.As i sucked his thick cock from tip to base i could still taste her pussy on him. Her sweet nectar making me more eager. The head board was banging the wall loudly as I heard Alex’s wail go to a scream, and with a mighty roar I finished in her, letting her shaking, convulsing body milk my cock as I dumped everything I had inside her.***Alexis Wash was beside herself, a she was quite mentally confused. In the last few weeks, she had been blackmailed into what was turning out to be the best sexual experience, or rather, experiences, of her life. And that did not include professionally. The strangest part was, she.