I dismounted him, and in my absence Neeta quickly bent over and took my husband’s cock into her mouth. I was already worked up on my pussy for some time with my own hands before even he started on me. I am sure, Neeta too wanted to enjoy this beautiful fucking moment and must be wanting her tight pussy to be fucked by my husband for as long as possible. Suddenly, Neeta reached out and grabbed my ankle. My glistening wet pussy was staring at him right on his face. His surprise birthday gift was lying right next to me. While this was going on, I moved down and began working my magic again on his cock. That’s all it took. With my husband’s tongue was still working on Neeta’s pussy, I embraced in another long, deep kiss with Neeta, enjoying the sensual feelings in the afterglow of our orgasms. She started breathing heavier. Afterward the three of us just lay together, naked, one woman on each side of my husband. I was feeling good that Anju and Neeta, both fucked by my husband within a few days,
