The moment passes and the feast is the focus of attention once more. The hands under the table continue working their way up my legs, stroking the s...ensitive area behind my knees. I smile to myself, as recognition dawns. I am familiar with the owner of these strong hands, but how you had managed to install yourself under the table, at my feet was beyond my comprehension. I pick up my wine glass and start taking small sips, to hide my confusion and prevent any need for conversation. Your. Toh me bhabhi ke ghod me soh gaya tha…. Jab jaaga toh deka bhabhi niche hokar soh gayi thi unke boobs mere muh ke pass the… Haay! Kiya feelng thi…. Maine himmat karke unke boobs ko bite kiya.. Aur uper se hi dheere dheere chusne laga… Achanak unki aankh kholi gayi… Aur me daar ke mare sohne ki acting karne laga… Subah gaav puch gaye the… Par mere dimag me baar baar raat ke seen aa rahe the… Maine kaam se kaam 4 baar muth maar …. Shm ko bhai aur papa kahi baar jaa rhe the… Woh 2 din baad aane. You could be her first,” Brodie said.“Would you care if I fucked Jillian in the ass?” John asked.“Hell no! You can have her anyway you want; as long as I get some of Allison’s hot pussy,” his brother answered.“I must admit, I’ve always wanted to fuck that big ass of hers,” John told his brother.“Then it’s a deal. I’ll talk to Jillian,” Brodie said.“John wants to fuck you, and I told him you’d let him,” Brodie told his wife the next day.“You what!” Jillian cried.“I told my brother you’d let him. Who dekhta raha meri biwi ki tangein aur phir meri biwi ne bol, aa jaaiya phir chalet hain… Who meri biwi ke side mein baith gaya aur hum nikal pade ghar jaane ke liye….Raaste mein hum log waise he baatein karne lag gaye…pata laga ki who akela tha aur koi bhi nahin tha uske saath….Raaste mien meri biwi uske paas aayi aur usne bihari ka hath pakad ker usko bola ki sorry aap akele hain….Hum log kuch madad ker sakte hain aapki…aapke paas paise, kapde hain ya nahin…Nahin madam mere paas sab.