Emily went on and on about how smart and brave I had been. I loved to hear that sort of talk, but it did git kind of embarrassing when it seemed like ...she was never gonna stop. At least, it sounded like she figured that I was earnin' my money.After supper, she invited me to sit on the veranda with her. I figured that she would also ask the foreman to join us to act as a kind of duenna, but she didn't. That seemed almost kinda improper to me, but maybe they did things different in Wyoming.. Let’s get to the story.It was rainy season and we all friends were playing football in our ground and sana bhabhi lives opposite to the ground and was watching us. Sana and i always had a eye contact with each other and i needed her from long time even she knew that. There was just hi and bye going between us as she was my neighbor we would at least say hi to each other. So in that rainy season i finally gathered some guts n went to talk to her she hesitated in talking to me first. Then to i. "I have never had my cock sucked so good. I will be back to fuck your mouth more later. Now I need to let your hubby see my cock fuck your wet snatch." He then got betwen her legs and with his still hard cock began to push into her hole. "You have a nice tight cunt for always fucking that big cock of your hubby. I am going to give you all twelve inches of my foot long weiner." and then he began to fuck her cunt deep and hard going in and out faster and faster. As the big pole fucked her she. Lamp on again. Duvet cast down. Fingered the flogger. Sniffed it. It just smelled of leather. It deserved to smell of something else. She drew her nightie up. Slithered the tendrils through her throbbing flower, tensing and twitching as they stroked her ache. Sniffed again. Cuntleather now. Looked at her phone, too late to call him. But she knew what she needed. She spread her legs wide. Could she? Did she dare? She knew she had to find out. She fingered the flogger, sniffed it again. Rubbed.