This story is about a horny bitch named Priya (name changed), who is a 32-year-old horny slut from Hyderabad who was hungry for sex until I met her.Sh...e loves it when I address her as ‘bitch’ or ‘slut’ and she is happy to be my personal slut. So, the story begins now. Priya is a sex-starved Indian woman as her husband does not satisfy her the way she wants. She still wants more but her husband isn’t capable of satisfying her desires. That’s when she messaged me on my hangouts account after. He could not make out the forms of his wife son lying side by side."John, grab some beers and a chair and join us."Sam and Jamie straightened their clothes, went back to their chairs, and sat down facing the lake. Jamie's hands went to her son's hard cock and lightly stroked it. Sam's hand went to his mom's pussy. He stroked it lightly. Their juices covered his hand. He brought his fingers, coated with his seed, his father's and his mother's juices and licked them. His cock jumped. He reached. As I looked at Sunil in mock anger, he winked at me and reminding me of the slogans on Surya’s shirt, beckoned me to open the wrapper of the gift pack(!), pointing to the towel on Surya!! I was in a dilemma, ” You must be kidding. How can I?”, I stammered, still quite not convinced. Reading my mind, Sunil kissed me and said, ” Enough of acting, you are very much aware that I know your mindset. I have been watching you from the moment we entered the house. Let’s not waste time , understood?”.. "You like it?" she asked."Yes. But you could get in trouble wearing an outfit like that," I told her.She smiled. "Maybe," she said mysteriously.I wasn't quite sure what to make of that comment. "Grab your coat; the taxi ought to be here at any moment." Angel bounced across the room and put on her coat. I held the door open for her. As we headed down the hall, she put her hand in mine, smiling gaily up at me when I looked at her. She was on a big adventure and acted it. When I smiled in return.