He could feel that familiar feeling building again as she took him deep into her throat once more. Carla started talking dirty to Jake, “Fuck me Jake, fuck your wife’s best friend. Bhabhi … Jake started a methodic rhythm back and forth, in and out, taking forever to complete each repetition. Carla was so into what she was doing that she almost forgot Jake was there, that is until she felt him stretch her apart from behind. Carla would moan each time and just go harder at Cindy who was still out of it but nearing another orgasm. The aroma of Jake and Cindy’s sex was intoxicating to Carla. Oh, fuck.. You know better than that now Jake don’t you? Cindy crawled towards the other side and then flopped onto her back, “Ok sweetie, you take care of Carla first, then me.
