I put on some music and the two of them started to dance slowly and it was nice to watch them together. That reminded me of the Delhi episode and it m...ade me really hard.Saurabh was pulling her closer towards him and Neelam was also allowing him to get closer. I could see his dick harden and his dick head was poking through and I’m sure Neelam could feel it too.She reached over and kissed him and I sat there and watched as my wife kissed him and kissed him and the two of them were so engrossed. He’s not at that point yet, but with each thrust, his member grows. The slimy red dick that sunk into my lips has now become a thick girthy dick that the largest of men would be envious of. But, even with every f****d entry of his growing knot into my pussy, I can feel, he hasn’t fully grown yet.With every thrust he makes, another burst of precum ejects from the tip of his dick. He is coating my insides with his hot, wet lubricant, and with every thrust, the head of his dick presses into my. Or maybe Karl or Daddy? Or some barmaid while you’re drowning your sorrow over separation from me, while she hits on you one time too many to resist her in your drunken state,” Cassie observed.“To say nothing of the dangers that a hot, young single woman like you would have some asshat slip you a mickey and fuck you all night long. Or at least have to fight off groping by all of the usual bar or college crowd. My jealous rage seethes at even the prospect of it. Not to mention my protective. ” “ What kind of pie?” I asked. “ Lemon,” she said. “And I made it myself.” “ Really?” “ Well, I bought it myself,” she said. She held up two pieces of peeled ginger. “I did peel these myself,” she said. “One for you and one for me.” I wasn't sure that I was up to more ginger. It flashed into my mind though that there had been more to Neal's greasing me up in the bathroom than I'd thought. I had an ally, a temporary one, at least. “ You first,” I said. She handed me a piece. “ We'll do.