My wife laughed and said “Is the Pope catholic? Of course men want to be swallowed”. “I have to pee; be right back”. I took the cowardly way out of awkwardness, and quickly exited. As I stood in the bathroom, I imagined Debbie sucking and swallowing my cum, and grew instantly hard. After my cock settled down, I hesitantly returned to the porch, not knowing what to expect. I was relieved to hear laughter. I guess the alcohol was lightening their moods and the tension seemed gone. “What do you say we put some music on and dance? My wife said. Everyone agreed, so we drank more, danced a lot and everyone seemed loose and in a good mood. I took a breather and sat in the kitchen with a drink, and Debbie soon followed. She never mentioned blowjobs or dreams, and things seemed back to normal. “Great slow song, let’s dance?” As we swayed to the vegetable music, Debbie pushed her pussy into me and swayed her hips. I was instantly hard and grinding my cock into her. I danced us closer to the door to the rec room so I could keep an eye on her hubby and my wife. As I glanced over Debbie’s shoulder, I was shocked to see my wife on her knees with his cock buried deep in her mouth. He had his eyes closed and was moaning quietly as he thrust in and out of her mouth. I wasn’t sure what I should do next, but I turned us so Debbie was looking towards the scene in the rec room. There was just a small tremor in Debbie as she saw what was happening, and then I heard her whisper “I want to suck you off”. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably and took over my thinking. I gently placed my hand on top of her head and gave a slight push and she dropped to her knees. She had my cock out and deep in her mouth as soon as she got to her knees. With one eye on Toys the rec room and the other on Debbie slurping and sucking, I began gently thrusting into her mouth. She took my balls in her hand and massaged them as she sucked, and I could feel that sensation of a coming ejaculation. I cupped her face in my hands and thrusted harder into her mouth. As my load pumped into her mouth and she slurped and gulped, I heard familiar sounds from the rec room. “I’m gonna cum. Swallow it now”. I could hear my wife slurping indian and swallowing just as Debbie finished emptying my balls. I watched Debbie finish cleaning up my cock with her tongue, and then glanced back at the rec room. It was empty. I helped Debbie to her feet and then took her hand and led her through the other rooms looking for my wife and her hubby. Nothing. I decided to try upstairs where all the bedrooms were. I saw that the door to the guest bedroom was closed., as Debbie tried to pull me towards the master bedroom. I had to check that room. As I went to quietly open the door, I heard my wife say “Take me up the ass”. If anybody passes through in front of their house they will clearly get know that someone is Toys enjoying in their max, after about one hour rathode left getsup from his bother and sleeps beside her vijaya is looking like a slut women who is been enjoyed her sex , her bangles were broken her hairs were meshed up her sindor is vanished by half which resembles women who had sex with her husband in her first night. Oh my God. And just one more thing, Ed, the Indian guy is bi. If he knew how worthless you are, he wouldn't have paid that much.” From the feel of Lisa’s pussy, I suspected she could be brought to another orgasm. “This is vegetable so wrong,” Rizwana moaned. No.” She babbled breathlessly, her heart now racing, the air burning her indian lungs. The incident in the northern territories, I was basically forced into. Pressing forward with my tongue, I managed to slip the tip of it through her tight opening. It must be absolute torture." My pussy and clit craved attention but the hands just caressed all around my pussy without touching it. Both just wanted to forget it like a bad dream.