I had to use several passes at cleaning my crotch, as Ron’s cum had smeared well onto my inner thighs. My thong was a lacey mess, so I took it off a...nd rinsed it out with hot water. I know warm is what was called for when washing it, but I needed it clean, and hopefully dry. In the middle of all this, Miss BJ came in, and wedged her way into the sink area, spitting out the remnants of her lover’s jism. I couldn’t resist myself.“That bad, huh?”She cupped her hand to slurp some water, swishing it. Yes, I did make it for Saturday?s dinner; it'sjust leftovers. That's the problem when cooking for one, usually there'senough left for another meal and a lunch or two." I know just what you mean, behold, my leftovers from last night." It smells better then mine, chicken stew with Moroccan ingredients andseasoning if I?m not mistaken. I suspect that you must be a very goodcook."She bit her lower lip and gave me a little smile that seemed to havesomething more to it. I figured it was just my. Sheetal chocolate lene ke liye mere haat ki taraf uchli aur uske boobs meri chati se takra gaye. Thori der aur maza lene ke baad maine chocolate use de di. Phir jab maine usse ek bite chocolate ka manga to vo palat gayi aaur jaldi jaldi khane lagi. Mai jaldi se gaya aur use peche se pakad liya. Mera lund ab uski gaand se touch ho raha tha. Jab vo hilti to uski gaand mere lund pe ragadti. Aur mere lund khada hone laga. Par mai hata nahi. Maine dekha jaise hi mera lund khada hone laga Sheetal. I took the bus to where we had arranged to meet, it was a flat in a not great area of town. Nervously I rang the buzzer and entered the block, getting the lift to the fourth floor I went to the door and rang the bell.The door was answered by a man in his early fifties of middle eastern appearance who showed me into the flat and told me he was married and this was a friends flat he was borrowing for the day and I assured him I would be discreet. He showed me into the bedroom and left me to get.