We spoke for about 10 minutes about the various exams and I did notice that she kept looking at me with a wild expression, but I was scared to believe... it, after we were done with the medical talk she asked me about my details; I told her I was from Mumbai, to which she replied,” Doesn’t it get lonely being in this apartment?” I told her I have friends to hang out with, she replied,” girlfriend?” I blushed and said no, she asked why not, I told her,” it’s too much drama” she asked,” then what do. Really look at yourself.’ Froo looked at the reflection of the two of them. There she was, her reflection looking back at herself, soft brown hair around her face, her body encased in the plain white cotton shapeless nightdress. Her face devoid of make up, framed against Misha’s wide strong chest, his handsome face above hers. Starting to turn around, she felt him hold her still, his hands on her shoulders. ‘No, stay there and really look at yourself.’ ‘Why. I hate looking at my self. I know. My wife reached up and began rubbing his bulging crotch. Seeing her do this made me cum quickly and I went into the bathroom to clean up.When I came back out my wife was sucking our friend's big, black cock which was long and thick, and rock-hard. My heart pounded as I saw her bend over and slowly working his massive dick with her mouth.I had mixed emotions. I wanted to scream out for her to stop but at the same time I was fascinated with the situation that had come about. I had a sick feeling. .both, I saw both" as she finished her glass of wine. As I stripped down for my shower standing naked in the bathroom, and just getting started on my hand job, I got that feeling opening my eyes Jill was standing in the doorway, startled, I covered my cock as best I could, What are you doing in here? wheres my mom? and from behind me I heard "here I am, dear" as mom came in from the access door to the master bedroom. As she passed by me, she took my hand, and then Jill's hand and led us into my.