She has fucked me with a dildo ever since are honeymoon night and I love to be ass fucked by her. All of a sudden I heard someone knocking on the door..., my wife stopped fucking my ass and told me to hold the dildo in my ass till she seen who was at the door. I reached around and took hold of the dildo it felt so good I continued to fuck myself with it. About that time my wife came back into the bedroom she had some strange young boy with her. I was so embarrassed I let go of the dildo and it. She smiled a wicked little smile shaking her head ‘No’ in response to my request. I gave her my best glaring look and made a more emphatic gesture for her to open the door. She smiled again shaking her head and began to move to the sounds of the music. She was dancing inside the house while I stood fuming outside on the pool deck. As she gyrated to the music she pulled the hairpin loose from her hair allowing it to fall free. She shook her head which let her hair fall evenly around her. I keep licking her pussy “amammmmmamaammm aaaammmmmmmmm” with my fingers I spread her pussy lips, sucking her pussy lips. “Aaaaammmmmaaaa aaaaammmmmm aaaaaaammmmmmmmm” her lips were so soft. I bite her pussy lip; Swathi cried “aaaaaaaahhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhh stupppidddddd” and tried pushing me. I laughed at her and again tried kissing. Swathi then said “besharam, kutte jese kaat rahe ho, Dard ho raha hai”. I then said “oh sorry laddu, ye lo I’ll kiss again to relieve pain” I. His hair was dirty blonde and he had sexy brown eyes, I have to admit he turned me on in his tight jeans and cowboy boots.I was totally clueless as to what the night had in store but they definitely had plans for me.I was dressed to kill ( I knew what Jonathan expected when he just "Invited me over")I wore a White, man tailored shirt showing lots of cleavage with a red plaid sweater and a matching skirt - very short with white stockings and heels.I found it difficult to keep my eyes off of.