Disha, meet Nora, she’s the ex I told you about. Nora, this is Disha, my wife.” “Oh, right”, Disha said with a smile, oblivious to what Nora’s presence could mean, “it’s so nice to finally meet you. Rohit’s told me so much about you, I’ve always been curious.” “Is that so?” Nora replied with a friendly smile and handshake. She was looking even hotter than she did five years ago. She was wearing a bottle green bikini which barely contained her massive tits and curvy ass. It looked ultra sultry against her tan skin and luscious, black hair. “I hope you haven’t told her everything”, she said, turning to Rohit suddenly. He looked confused but just laughed and shrugged. He hated these games she played. She always enjoyed taking risks pussy licking in social situations, unaware of the harm that she could cause. “Oh relax, I’m just messing with you”, she said playfully, “I’m actually here with my husband too. I would’ve loved to introduce him to you guys, but he’s sort of on a business call right now.” “Well, why don’t the Cock Sucking two of you join us for dinner?”, Disha asked her. Rohit stared at his wife. doggy style He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. “Sure”, Nora replied, and gave Disha her number before sauntering away. As he looked at her curvy butt walking away, he was filled with a sense of impending doom. He had no idea what Nora was going to do at dinner. As the evening drew nearer, and the two busty of them were getting ready Fingering in their room, Disha asked him why he was so nervous around Nora. “I wasn’t nervous”, he replied while fixing his hair, “I will admit I was a little thrown off. Which is only fair – she’s my ex, and I told you we didn’t end on good terms. And I wasn’t exactly expecting to see her here today, and now this dinner...” “Relax”, Disha said, placing her hand on his chest and fixing his tie. She readjusted her panties and I was drawn back to the view of their exposed crotches. Let’s clean up and see if we can get a couple of hours of shut eye.” THE END Juices spilled down my thighs. But on July fifteenth, he was in Memphis. In the kitchen, I put on the coffee pot for Dakota, figuring that the smell of hot coffee would wake my blond doggy style goddess. I felt Cock Sucking a little satiated after the blowjob so I slipped off of the stool and flopped down on Aunt Sheen’s huge four-poster bed on the side of the dressing table. "This guy expects busty me to get on the floor of a bathroom to give my first blowjob?" The car lurched. She did as instructed. Finally, to break the ice, my youngest Jesse spoke up, “Dad, are you mad at us?” And then she let out a loud grunt, similar to what Paul did when he came, and I felt pussy licking my chin being drenched with her Fingering cum. I felt my pussy clench his dick tight as I came. But not only did the Yammix give him unimaginable pleasures via the mind, it had also heightened his state of mind so that everything he was much more sensitive to everything he could feel.