"You will come to the next party. It's Saturday. But the guys will fuck you." But my fiancé." Bring him. I'm sure he'd love fucking you like the true... slut you are." But he's not that way." Then don't bring him. Either way, you're going to be there aren't you." Again, it wasn't a question. She'd be there, no matter what. She'd do it right now if she could."Yes sir."She was his now. Just as I was. Watching him take control over her and her desires was too much for me. I had been rubbing my pussy. Don’t worry we will get to that sex story soon if you guys want, just let me know on the email. So coming to this sex story, a beautiful real experience I had with a Bengali Bhabhi who moved in next door to my grandparents’ house when I was visiting.BEEP BEEP BEEP, aarrghh, it’s 4 in the morning and my damn alarm went off and not the phone type but the old school one my granddad has. I fell out of bed and crawled to the desk opposite to shut off the hellish sound.Today was Avaniavattam, for. God, hon', what a knockout. And a sister, too. You and that beautiful sister down here peeling the paint off the walls. God, and so many times, too! What were you two doing together? Never mind, don't tell me. I can figure it out. But she was a knockout." I won't tell her you were spying." Promise? I feel like such a shit, doing it. But I couldn't stand the curiosity. I almost had a sympathetic... you know, little thingee, while I was listening to you two. God, hot? I can hardly believe it.. As we got back up again, he started being rougher. I loved it. And we kissed. Later, we fucked in his car. I remember stripping my dress off and him seeing that I wasn`t wearing a bra either, it turned him on more. It was fun, and if you are reading this(the guy with whom I hooked up), I really had a good time. My skills were too good for him. I made him cum twice. So, I`m good. I trained really well. I remember another time, I fucked a tourist because of a boob slip. There are some songs that.