Then I started jerking with a smooth rhythm. Kamani start moaning again mmmm… ahhhhhhh … yaaaaaaaaa… As well as I increased my speed. My cock is... running on Kamani’s pussy @ 100 miles. And then the peak time was coming. I pulled out my cock and exploded of Kamani’s butts. Kamani clean my cock with a cloth. Then we sleep in each other arms.Next morning I went to the University and told all story to my best friend Amjad. Amjad was also interested to fuck Kamani. He told me please Ali make a chance. But he wasn’t about to say anything to ruin this perfect moment. But she must have seen him wince in pain, because she slid back far enough to let his cock pop erect, sliding over her pussy as it did so. She started grinding him again, deliberately pressing her pussy against the underside of his penis. It felt much better! After only a few seconds, he could feel moisture seeping through his jammies. He didn’t know if it was wetness from the shower… or wetness from her pussy! Bitty was starting. .Sure that would be great i'll be over in a few." "ok see you then!!" click! i get ready and as i iam just getting out of the shower i hear the door bell."HANG ONNN!!!" i yell DiNg...DoNg it goess off again " damn it!" i put on atowel hoping he wont think im not home and i rush to the door. "hey dan sorry i just got out of the shower!" " i don't mind at all." he syas and i catch him steel a qiuk glance at me. "well i had better get dressed." i say "you wanna go swimming?, we. She wore the blouse and left it to tie a knot and then wore the saree. She almost got ready but the only thing that was left out was her bra hook.The well-dressed and hot-looking Indian wife opened the door and went to the mirror and was trying to hook her bra. She called out to her hubby, but instead of her hubby, Amit came inside.He was struck by the scene that he saw. His friend’s wife bhabhi was trying to hook her bra. He told her that her hubby was outside and said, “Sorry,” and started to.