I love cum… I bathe in the stuff.I stood silent, why not… my cock was being sucked as she continued between bobbing up and down, “Not ashamed to... say, he’s a cuck, and he knows it. He doesn’t mind me being fucked by some other… any other man of my choosing.”She glanced up and said with a smirk on her face, “That makes me a slut… right?!”I was certain that was another rhetorical question, I knew not to answer her for my own good.But, I could not resist, I asked, “Why do you stay with him?”She. Your back is to my chest and my back is to him. We all fall asleep. I have my arm around your waist and under your head. After a while, he gets up and starts to leave the room. I wake up and look at him. He tells me to go back to sleep and walks out. I start to fall back asleep. I move my one arm so that my hand rests on your hip. I stroke it softly in my sleep, kiss your neck lightly, and pull you closer to me slipping my hand down so that it lies on the bed snug to your side right under your. My dick was ready to eat her pussy. Then after that I sat on to the sofa. Still I can see the strap of her bra. Then I got all the courage and slowly took the strap and pushed it inside her churidar. She jumped and asked me what I did. I explained her and she said ok. Then I got afraid and went to kitchen for take some water. When I came back I came to know that she wanted me to touch her bra, u know what she did? She again made the strap visible. This time I made the other strap visible too by. When she closed the book and laid back in the bed she said as she stared into his eyes, “We’re even and that’s done and let’s go on from here. I didn’t enjoy any of them as much is I do you and I hope that was true of your other pussy as well.” He buried himself in her and fucked like always. He did his best to put those images out of my mind and just concentrate on her but it did rile him up and he was after her more than usual for a while. Those images, especially the recent ones, kept.