Then Mohit came and stood in front of her. I was shocked what I saw; my wife herself caught his cock, opened her mouth and took it inside. Seeing this...Narang said “it seems bitch is enjoying it.” Everybody laughed. Then John said “don’t worry we are going to make her our personal whore.” She wildly started sucking his cock. Then Mohit said her to stop and he caught her head himself and started mouth fucking her. After about 10 minutes he loaded his entire cum in her mouth and told her to drink. ”He took hold of my arm, stopped me from going.“Nobody’s touched my cock in two years. Do you know that?”“Well, I do now.”“Two years.”“Right.”I felt proper uncomfortable hearing my mate’s Dad telling me this. I didn’t wanna hear it. Then he came up real close to me, brushed his body up against mine.“What you doing, Mr Roberts?”He took hold of my hand and he…he put it between his legs. My hand was touching his dick through his trousers. I could feel his dick.“Oooh! That feels good, lad. Mmm.. Oh. MY. GOD! I think to myself. You are so hard that I bump my pelvic bone and groan at how thickly you fill me. I giggle at hearing you mumble: ‘Baby, baby…move faster’ over and over again. After teasing you by deliberately moving my hips slowly, you lift your eyes to mine repeat the words that still make me throb thinking about them. ‘Don’t fuck with me because I can flip you on your back and pound you like you need and then spank that luscious behind.’ You grab my hips and start a steady. He smelled good. Spicy, classy, not the usual 2 or 3 fashionable scents that the young men she saw used. “I think your pussy is wet, Marlies…She gasped. His fingers gently parted her, a fingertip peeped inside. It was true, she was wet. She wanted to hide her face, but she couldn´t. “It is!” he stated, making her blush even more. Two of his fingers slowly slid deep inside her. She tried, halfhearted, to see if she could get her hands free, but it was of cause in vain. To be honest, she would be.