We were married on the same day. My wife is Anjana and Ajay’s wives name is Shweta.Now let me come to the main plot. My first night with “Anju” ...was too good. On my d’day Anju was on the bed wearing a red saree and I entered the room. She was too sexy. I asked her to remove all the ornaments which she was wearing. She slowly removed all the ornaments. She was now in her saree and I was wearing a designer kurta paijama. I slowly removed her saree then her blouse.She was in her white bra and red. One beautiful, sexy large testicle on each side of his shaft. Derick reached under himself, hand to his side, legs open, and began pulling on his ass cheek, opening himself up, showing me his asshole, as if offering me his asshole. Without even thinking, I moved to my knees next to his bed. He pulled a leg up to his chest, the other leg spread out wide and with his hand held his ass open. Just a small amount of hair down his crack was all that hid his hole from lustful eyes, then my lustful. I rolled my eyes at the clichéd situation as the projector stopped again and the lightbulb snapped on. Now was my chance, I had an excuse to have a look at Skip's huge cock in the full light. I turned to him and took in the sight of one of the most beautiful, majestic pieces of man-meat I had ever seen.I quickly remembered my cover reason for looking in his direction. "Should I put in another quarter?"Even though the film was not running, Skip did not stop furiously masturbating as he looked at. I knew it was wrong but it was too late to stop. "Your tits feel so good, Vanessa" I whisper. "I'm glad you like them cousin" She responded smiling. She then brushed my hands off and slowly started sliding her panties down. I looked as one hair at a time appeared, until I could see all of her bright pussy. Damn, I didn't know what to do. I just stood there staring at how hot she is.She turned around showcasing her ass, putting it out for me too see. "You like what you see?" She asked smirking..