‘Your parents. Remember you are my saali (wife’s sister). They say that saali aadhi gharwali (Literally translated it means: Wife’s sister is hu...sband’s half wife). I am only following their diktat’ he replied with a grin. ‘Main aadhi gharwali ke chukker ko nahin maanti iss liye please aur mat kijiye (I don’t subscribe to this “half wife” stuff so please stop)’ I told him. Revelers kept coming and going. Jiju did not desist. Whenever he got a chance he continued to squeeze my boob and press his. Once Nicole got a look at him I saw a look of fear come over face, she looked up and saw him towering over her naked body like a giant Sasquatch. Greg looked at Nicole and said ?say hi to Kuna?, his friends call him the Gusher! I could only imagine what that meant. He dropped his pants and almost every guy in the room let out a audible groan, I looked over at Greg who was grinning and zooming in on the log between his legs. It was nothing short of awe inspiring. It was hard to believe a human. So I got onto Craigslist and put an ad out to host someone to suck my dick, since it’s not gay to get your dick sucked right? Being 7 inch cut, I had no problem finding a few suitors. I clicked on one and he lived a few miles away. I told him the lights would be off, since I didn’t want him to even have a clue what my face looked like. We talked for a bit and he was 2 years older than me, muscular, shaven, down to earth type dude: not the kind that you would even think for a second he was gay.. I lifted my skirt even higher, pushed my panties down. Brandon followed my lead. He slid he hands into my waste band and ran them along my legs as he lowered my underwear past my thighs, knees, calves, ankles. I stood on tippy toes before stepping out of my panties, so enthralled was I with every inch of their removal.Brandon's hands went immediately to my thighs, pushing them apart, and he gave me what I craved. His tongue I discovered was good for more than flirting and ranting. I felt him.