Uske baad thodi der sone ko leti, par neend nahi aa rahi thi.Main: Are bhabhi, to mujhe utha lete agar neend nahi aa rahi thi to.Shobha: Nahi nahi, so...chi jo so raha hai use sone hi doon. Kyu tumhari neend kharab karti?Main: Aisa kuch nahi bhabhi, aapke sath jitna bhi time kaatu maza aata hai.Shobha: Ha ha ha! Ye tum apne dil se kah rahe ho ya waha se.Itna kahti hui Shobha hasne lagi aur hasne ke karan uske hath hile. To chai unke cup se chalak kar unke jangho par aur farsh par girne lagi.Main:. We were friends and had briefly been roommates. Although at the time I had no idea how much sexual activity had gone on regularly between different family members.One Christmas Stan came out of the closet during the Christmas holidays. We were all proud of him. Most of his friends weren't surprised as he had always been discrete about that part of his life. I remained friends with Stan after I divorced his sister although we rarely hung out any more. But one night I got together with him and a. It was vary romantic. We threw the towels onto a table and jumped in the pool. We swam and played around for a while and after splashing each other for about 10 min. she stopped and gave me a big smile and wigged her finger in the come here signal. So I swam toward her and she started backing up away from me until she got to the side of the pool with her back . I reached her and she threw her arms around me and pulled me tightly to her body and her big boobs. She and I kissed and she started. I stated at my image, my legs spread, my arms spread, drool running down my chin and dripping into my tits, my aching nipples swollen, my tits bouncing, his snout between my legs, his tongue extending… “Fuck.” This time I almost shouted, startling him as I suddenly went over the edge, an orgasm wracking through my body. I caught sight of myself briefly, bent over as much as I could, his tongue slurping up and down my pussy, between my turgid lips, parting them… When I could see straight again,.