Fir maine uska sir pakad kar poora lund uske munh mein daal diya. toh wo hadbada si gayi. fir dhire dhire woh poora lund chusne lagi…itne mein bhabh...i ki awaaz ayi…..kamal, neetu…..kahaa reh gaye bahar aajo…!to hum bahaar aye bhabhi bed par baithi thi. bhabhi boli ab partner change karle? to maine kaha,”thik hai”.neetu ko aman ne jor se khinch kar pakad liya aur smooch marne laga. main bhabhi ke upar let k unke boobs choosne laga.bhabhi ke munh se aaaaaahhhhhhhmmmmmmmm ooohhhhh……jaise awaazien. I couldn't be certain if they were doing something naughty beyond that door, but my head went there, though.After a couple of minutes, I let my hand into my skirt and then into my panties as well. I couldn't resist, but to feel my wet cherry. It just became real, so to speak, even though I already knew they had me rather hot, actually feeling it was different.I rubbed my pussy ever so slowly for a moment as my eyes didn't come off the door even for a second. I was roughly twenty-five feet away. As she neared the top of his thigh he sat relaxed. "Open your legs" she ordered, as he parted his legs her hand slipped onto the front of his jeans, she rubbed as she watched him, he closed his eyes.As she was rubbing it was evident to me he was getting hard. She unbuttoned his belt, then his jeans and pulled them down, he raised his bum so she couls take them off. His bulge was apparent in his undies. He said "I haven't been with anyone else only my wife" and Donna said "Shush no-one will ever. Leila was evasive and it soon came out that she was flat broke. She wouldn’t come up with so much as $10 toward what she was expected to pay for rent. Irritated and out of patience, with not a bit of sympathy for her old friend, Delia went from interrogator to sadist. She slapped Leila across the face in the living room. “God, you’re just a ... a total fuck up!” Leila cowered and retreated, but Nathan stepped behind her and held her arms. “Whap!” Delia shook her hand to take the sting out and.