Is tarah humne kaafi baate ki usne apna mobile no bhi diya aur mera no bhi liya maine use bola ki koi bhi dikkat ho to mujhe phn kar dena usne kaha th...eek hai . Is tarah hamari bhut achhi dosti ho gayi baate kaarte karte kab subh ho gayi pata hi nh chala .Subh gaadi 8 baje newdelhi railway station pe ruki usne apne baap ko uthaya aur saman nikala maine uska saman utarne me maddad kari . Fir maie usse kaha ki aims kaise jaugi to usne kaha bus se . Fir usne mujhe apne baap se milwaya . Maine usse. Yet she is taking it well. She has her first orgasm and I keep stoking her as I have. She looks at my wife sitting beside her. I look down and stare at her. Locked eyes as she gets the second, she is pretty loud and its all natural sounds. I hold my hand over her mouth and tell her to hold her breath. I stroke her and now drive deeper with each stroke. This obviously turns her on. She now screams and moans with each stroke. She like my wife gets very wet when she cums. She feels great inside. Jerking her fingers out, he flipped her over on her stomach and held both of her hands above her head with one of his. The other he brought down on her ass, another hand print rising to the surface, watching her lips spreading apart as the pressure inside started rising. ‘One more, baby…please,’ he heard faintly through the pillow she had between her teeth. He waited quietly until she started squirming and shifting, trying to get some contact. Dragging his fingernails up the inside of her. It felt wrong, taboo.And oh so good.Needless to say, it didn’t take long for us to have the relationship talk. Despite our differences, I just couldn’t let him walk away after what he did to me. And you know what? We made it work. We haven’t moved in together or anything. But I’m really happy with him and I like to think he’s really happy with me.So yes, things were great, and the sex was even greater. I honestly can’t tell you how many times he’s come over for some “Netflix and chill”.