He wore black jockey underwear and his cock was bulged.“Shekar, I love you.” I looked at him in lust, “Bela ko pata chala to?”“Bela ne hi to... mujhe bheja hai tere saath. Use tu bhi nahi batayegi, aur mai bhi nahi.”He came on top of me and removed my blouse, bra and petticoat and panties. All clothes, he threw it in the corner. He played with my boobs and massaged them. I encouraged him by moving my hands on his back.“Tum bahut khubsurat ho, Alka.” He declared,” agar Bela ke pehle tumhe dekha. She was wriggling in pleasure. I was enjoying each moment of it and making her squirm and moan. After a brief time of licking and sucking, we started kissing again and this time, she got down on her knees.She lifted my cock and cupped my balls with her mouth. Wow!! What a feeling it was. She licked and played with my balls. She was so happy I had shaven and my balls were hanging. Slowly, she started licking the tip of my cock and looked at me. Omg, that was the most beautiful sight I have seen. Were people panicking like I was? I felt sure they were.It was panic without a point. Nothing anyone did would change what was to come, a cataclysm so unbelievable that I still couldn’t accept the reality of it. It felt odd to see a plane fly overhead on the way to the Miami airport. Did those people know? Surely they did. How awful it must be to be confined in the air, unable to pace and run and scream and look for loved ones.Arianna’s car rushed up suddenly and she was in my arms seconds. "Get the fuck off me!" He bucked and tried to toss Brad off, but was held helplessly tied to his wife, with his cock still deep up her cunt. Then he felt Brad's cock pushing into his own arsehole. "What? Not that, for Christ's sake. Fuck off you brat!"But it was no use. Tied to his wife, her arms holding him, and with Brad on top squashing him down, he couldn't escape. He felt Brad's cock thrusting deeper and deeper into his arse. He rolled sideways, but only succeeded in having all three of.