Would you like to do it?” she asked.“Hell, I can’t you’re my brother’s wife.” I told her.“I know and I know he asked you to take care of... me and help me. Well I need you to help me with something right now and I need you to take care of it a lot.” She said looking at me, giggling, at the look on my face.She got up and walked over toward me. As she did she untied the side strings to that little piece of cloth that just barely covered her tight hairless pussy slit and anal entrance and dropped it. ’“Yes! Just like that!” she yelled out as Mamta forced Kumar even deeper inside. Each lick, each touch sent shockwaves of pleasure, shooting up her spine, rocking her brain every time. It built up, bouncing back getting stronger as Kumar continued his verbal attack.“Oh my…I am…”Her words were cut short as her back arched back to an impossible angle, and her eyes rolled back. Pleasure. It was a pleasure like she had never felt before. Everything she had experienced before was dwarfed by this. Her lips brush lightly across my earlobe, her breath warm against my skin. My hands reach up to caress her arms, rubbing them softly. "Can I open my eyes?" I asked."No" she told me, "Not yet." She buried her lips in the valley between my jaw and shoulder, kissing my neck softly, her tongue darting out and licking the skin lightly.She moved her mouth to the tender skin on the back of my neck and kissed it tenderly, again licking it lightly. She felt me shiver under her arms. Reaching her fingers. That way I can get the deepest inside of you before I fill you up with my hot cum... and because I want to wach you suck Mike a bit more while we fuck. Mike agreed and said he liked that and had done if many times before. Mike climbed onto the head of the bed where he got some head while I fucked Lisa slowly and deeply from behind. Entering her very slowly, tip to balls in, balls to tip out, many strokes, nicely, firmly, hard, wet, deep. After about 20 strokes she said "FUCK ME like your whore..