Lester walked through the living room to get back to his bedroom, right past both his parents while only half dressed. He snorted as he went by, reali...zing that even this hadn't been enough to get their attention. At least, he thought amused, they both looked rather small to him now. That was certainly a new experience for him. Suddenly he stopped as he saw the bathroom door. Smiling to himself, Lester wondered just what he did look like now. He had to know. As he stepped through the bathroom. I started my too and fro motion. The room was filled with the moaning sound of our wives and fucking sound. It was time for a change in position, so we all moved to our bedroom.We picked each other’s wife in our arms and reached the bedroom. Rehan and I were on opposite sides of the bed and we placed our swapped partner on it. Zarine quickly got up and commanded to ride Rehan. This was her favorite position.I asked Zainab to get into doggy style. I saw Zarine get on top of Rehan and slowly sit. She clamps her thighs tight around my head, crushing me into her. My tongue, now still, is pressed tightly against her clit. She shudders violently as waves of pleasure wash over her body. She eventually relaxes her thighs, and releases her death grip on the back of my head. “I need you inside me,” she pleads, “I need you inside me. Come on, stick it in me.”. I stand up, undo my pants and slide them and my underwear to my ankles. She doesn’t allow me to waste time by stepping out of them. She. "Her eyes returned to my crotch, but this time lingered. Her moist, pink tongue unconsciously licked her lips. She looked up at me. Her eyes were uncertain, fearful, but I saw something else -- longing."You won't tell, will you?"The teenage wife continued to surprise me. She was almost eighteen and married, yet had the innocence of a 10-year-old."No, I won't tell." Promise?" Cross my heart and hope to die." I made the symbolic gesture with my finger over my heart."What do I do?" she said.I.