Sanju laid on my living room floor and Ravi told me to place my head just above her pussy and to hold her legs open. Kneel down I lent forward to obediently place my head on Sanju’s pubic bone. I wrapped my arms around her legs and holding the backs of her thighs I held Sanju’s legs open.
Ravi pushed his swollen helmet into Sanju’s pussy and as held her feet he made me watch as his piston like cock pounded his wife’s pussy harder and harder.
Sanju’s hands gripped my head, pushing my skull forward to make me watch her husbands thrusting cock.
Ravi then told Sanju to put her fingers into my mouth and I felt Sanju’s hands move around my face and an index figure from both hand move into my mouth, curling into each cheek to part my lips and to keep my mouth open.
I suddenly realised that Ravi could cum at any minute, that Ravi could withdraw and that my mouth was now an open target. I could feel the nervous butterflies in my stomach. A big part of me wanted to pull away but a bigger part wanted to receive Sanju’s rewards and favours and to feel his wifes hand teasing my own cock to a climax.
Ravi’s cock slipped out and I watched as his hand grabbed his shaft as he started to wank himself in front of my face. I remember closing my eyes, waiting for it to happen.
Ravi laughed and commented how I must really want Sanju to wank me off before telling me to lay lay on the floor beside his wife. Sanju then rolled over to lower her pussy onto my face. The butt plug tail swished across my face as my tongue sought out her clit to tease.
I sensed Ravi kneeling behind us. He lifted the butt plug tail and once again inserted his cock into Sanju’s pussy to fuck his wife on my face.
Sanju reached down to tease my cock, once again tickling my balls and rubbing my shaft.
Ravi’s strokes were deep and slow above me. I could see his balls pushing against his wifes arse. I could taste his wife’s sweet love juices and I could hear Ravi telling me to keep licking her clit and to make Sanju cum on his cock.
Sanju’s hand was now really pressing on my cock, rubbing my shaft through the material of my shorts. I could feel my cock really pulsating, my hard cock was now becoming rigid and I knew that Sanju was edging me closer and closer.
I didn’t want to cum now and tried to wriggle free from Sanju’s hand. I could feel my self starting to take deep breaths. Sanju could feel the warmth of panting breath on her pussy. I think Ravi could feel it on his ball sack too as he increased his rhythm to once again to pound Sanju harder and harder.
The stations on the Central line flashed through my mind as I tried to distract myself, to last a little longer but then it happened, my cock began to surrender my seed, shooting spurts of spunk into my own shorts.
Ravi withdrew and told me sit back on the sofa. He asked Sanju to get the baby oil out of her handbag which she instantly squired onto her right hand.
Ravi walked to towards me and with his cock inches from my face he just said let Sanju show you what you wanted. I watched as Sanju stroked his cock, as Sanju gripped her husbands shaft and squeezed it really tight with eavery upwards stroke and gently caressed it on the return journey.
I watched in awe as Ravi’s helmet swelled before my eyes and I knew that he was experiencing the pleasurable pain that every man craves when they need to cum, when they want to spunk, when their cock is literally so big that if feels as if it is about to burst.
When Ravi started to moan and groan, I quickly closed my eyes. I felt a hot dollops of his spunk hit my face, one, two, three, four, five and then a sixth. Sanju was laughing, her giggling voice told me I was a good simp.
I opened my eyes and felt Sanju’s fingers on my face, pushing Ravi’s cum towards my lips’ I felt a figure then a second cum covered finger pushing into my mouth to make me taste her husbands seed. Sanju told me to swallow and before pushing another lot of spunk past my lips.
I felt Sanju’s tongue licking a dollop off spunk from my forehead. Sanju told me to open my mouth and then spat a mixture of cum and spittle into my mouth.
Sanju smiled, looked at me and said I own you, you are now my Simp
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