They want to stay there. I feel bodies get on the bed on either side of me. One moves in front of me, legs sliding down my sides as I realize someon...e is putting his/her crotch close to my face. The smell of sex is in the air, and I can't tell who is closer. I feel fingers on my pussy, then sliding up to my tight little asshole, I gasp as they touch it. Then back down to my pussy again. "She's still nice and wet" he says, and Cindy, who I now realize is in front of me, says "good - so am I". She told me about her morning. The kids, the dog that dropped his Jackson's, the cab driver taking his time, they gym' s stair master's obvious cue to break down midstream of her workout, and the idiot taking her latté order and screwing it up. But the most notable conversational piece was the husband that took the cake. "All you men ever think about is yourself first, why is that? she asked out of frustration. I said " There are a few of us men that aren't like that" I said. "Oh really, you. Of course there fantasy shared between us many night there was wild phone sex where she and I would cum together… Finally we decided to meet in her home town.. I boarded bus from Gwalior and reached Kanpur in morning… There I booked a nice hotel room and was eagerly waiting for her with my cock trying to come out from my underwear…And to after waiting for what 2 hours which seemed like 2 years she came… As soon as she came I closed the door and hugged each other tightly… As we were hugging I. "Now I'm going to show you what a real man is packing between his legs. Take it out for me, faggot." Sarah was staring at me intently as I reached with trembling hands and unzipped his jeans. Instantly a long, and extremely thick,black penis unfurled out, half-hard but clearly longer than my hard-on. He bucked his hips forward and slapped me in the face with it, sending both him and Sarah into hysterics. He pushed me down on to the floor and went back to Sarah on the couch. He took his pants.