Now there are some apartments, bunglows in that area. He is driving on the service lane with smoking the joint and Boom he sees his Bhabhi and she see...s him and signals him to slow down she is on her two wheeler. That’s Sneha Bhabhi she is Adam’s cousin’s wife. She comes to the car and Adam hurriedly buds the joint on the mat below his seat and hides it there. Sneha bhabhi comes and wishes him and smells something.Now Adam has a very nice image of himself before her like no smokes and drinks at. I sat in the back of the car, with my arms around Ariadne and Jill. They were wearing only their short tank-tops. Their panties and jeans lay crumpled on the floor. They were sitting gingerly on pillows I had installed to cushion their sore behinds. At first, they were crying softly into my Tee-shirt, but then they removed my arms from their shoulders and led my fingers to their sex. Soon I heard them moaning softly with pleasure.Ariadne’s started unbuttoning my trousers. “Take them off,. Southern hospitality is delicious—strips of crisply fried bacon that weren’t burnt, basted eggs that had perfectly solid whites and runny yolks, grits with a big pat of butter melting in the middle. Mrs. Teasley suggested that I try them with a little salt and pepper or break my egg yolk and sop it up with the grits. Maybe the best thing was the fresh-baked bread that was still so hot it was hard for her to cut. And the real butter was a treat. I usually content myself with a smear of omega 3. There she was chopping some tomatoes and was cooking something. She saw me and asked, “whats the matter, you came so early today”. I grabbed her from behind and said “The matter is you my dear”. She got panicked. “What are you doing” and pushed me. “Its not right, please don’t do this”.I went to her, grabbed her face and said “Aunty, I can’t see you living like this. I know you too have your sexual desires and those desires are barely fulfilled. Don’t try to hide your feelings. Please let me do.