I wanted to be fucked and my sense was they were much of the same thought.I stood before them, a dripping pussy and erect nipples displaying my own ar...ousal. One man stepped forward and bumped me back into one of the tables. His hands around my waist assisted me to sit on the table, my legs being lifted into the air and spread as he moved between them, his cock aimed at my open pussy. He looked down at my pussy and then at my face. I smiled and assured him not to worry about foreplay, I. I felt the need to get closer, to be more intimate…to envelope his member with my mouth. I started to break our embrace…instead he leaned towards me, slowly bending me back onto the bed.I was ready to yield immediately, naturally spreading my legs, raising my knees in anticipation of straddling his hips giving him full access to me. I was ready…would have taken him deep without a second thought. But, as my head touché the mattress, Bren broke the connection of our lips and endeavored to nibble. “He did what?” Ling asked in a low angry growl.“He locked me out of the plane,” Jimmy said.“With the bear,” Millie said.Cal said, “It was us or him. I picked us.”“You made the wrong choice,” Ling said.“That’s your opinion,” Cal said.Ed knelt next to Cal and, in a conversational tone of voice, said, “I love my wife. Ling is a great wife – loving, caring, and very giving. Unfortunately, when she goes too long without killing someone, she gets a little cranky. I bet it’s been two years since she. God! She lost all her shame today ! But didn’t she also secretly enjoy the man’s erection that was creating a big bulge ? She must have ! Why else was her pussy so wet in excitement ?The incident indeed triggered a great deal of erotic feelings in Anjali. For years, she was virtually sex-starved. It was her husband Amitabha, who had introduced her to the lovely world of sex twenty years back, just after her marriage. It was he, who had taken the most active role in love and sex for the first 15.