A voice began singing, a man’s voice in some unknown, harsh language. From the sound of him an image came to mind of a fat, pink-faced, jovial man. ...It was not long before the others in the room were joining in, clanging their mugs on hard surfaces with the beat of the song. Clank. Clank. Clank. Clank. The multiple sensations confused her, soon she was disturbed by another. The warmth from her groin was now joined by a pounding sensation, in rhythm with the song. Her ears would hear the clank. But this time, it was different. He & my wife have had an innocent flirting thing going on for quite some time, as I did with his, but his wife wasn't here this time, he came alone. It was just the three of us this time. So as a couple days went by, I noticed the flirting increase & my wife a bit more flirty & bending over more frequently while looking for his approval. My brother who's a horny bastard just like me was playing the game too. I just laughed to myself. Now my brother respects me,. ..a hotshot local reporter named Bruce Watkiss, who loved to wear his own hot leather jacket during his reports, and had inspired many of my fantasies for years.As my good luck would have it, we began get paired together often. So much that, eventually, he had invited me over to his house to play poker with "the guys". Only one other guy showed, and after he left early, things took a turn between Bruce and me, and I ended up sucking his cock on his black leather loveseat. We continued to be. Meri saheli ke bahut sare boyfriends h aur wo mujhe apni chudai ke bare me batati h to main bhi uski chudai ke baaten sun kar garam ho jati hu aur meri chut me ungli karne lagti hu.Meri saheli mujhe bahut baar apne boyfriend se chudwane ke liye boli h lekin main nahi chudwati hu kyu ki main nahi chahti ki uske boyfriiend se main chudu lekin meri saheli hamesha bolti thi ki tum chudwa kar dekho tumko chudwane me bahut maja aayega. Main bahut baar chudi hu lekin mera breakup ho gaya aur meri.