Is baar vo kuch jyada hi pass ale naap lene laggi unki sase bhoot tez chal rahi thi unhone meri kamar ka naap lete hi mere lund p hath pherne laggi(I ...was just shocked by her act).Mene unki patli si kamar pakdi aur unki apni taraf khich ke liplock kar dia karib 10 minute tak(she was just pro in that) uske sath sath m unke boobs bhi shala raha tha vo moan kar rahi thi fir mene uske boobs suit ke upar se hi chusne laga aur fir mene unka kamiz bhi utaar diya aur kya batau kitni ache aur badde boobs. ” I was totally impressed with this violent sport, so I decided to prepare a fresh glass of my warm champagne to add some kink to entertainment. I sent My Slut Boi out to bring back a Devil’s souvenir glass. He obeyed my command… I took the glass to the bathroom and filled it with my warm nectars. I brought back a fresh glass of piss to quench the thirst of My Slut Boi. He immediately knew what it was and began to drink. He seemed so happy drinking my piss from the souvenir glass, bragging. We looked at each other and at Emily's mom. Her smile was unfathomable.I had errands to do that afternoon, and I arrived at Emily's house just after our four parents had gone out together for dinner and a play. Nightfall brought a full moon, and the heat of the day extended well into the evening. Pizza at Emily's house was our unimaginative choice for our own dinner. After a rest and a quick dip in her pool we turned off the yard lights and stretched out on towels, the mosquitoes for some. When you two were outside earlier what do you think I was doing. I was up here bringing myself off, thinking about Alf fucking my little pussy, shooting his come all over me.The filthy talk combined with her wrist action was too much, my orgasm ripped through me. A huge jet of semen now covering my sexy wife’s hand.“I’d want you to watch, Chris, would you like that?”I told her I would, watching her lick my sticky load into her waiting mouth. **It’s 8pm the following Friday. The doorbell rings.