Tapash masheema’r talpete tar mukh guje diye Mayer Jonee chosha shuru korlo. Shyaya’r niche Tapashe’r mathata dhaka parlo. Masheema chokh buje p...rachanda bhabe hapate hapate Shaya’r upar diye Tapashe’r mathata chepe dhorlo Jonee’r upar, aar bolte laglo– “O maa-go…..umm…..umm….ohhh…O…hoho…O…hoho…..maa-go…ma-go…O….maa-go…..ohh….ohh….ooooo….uuuuu…ureeee….uriiii…uriiii……aaraam…..aaraam…khub….aaraam Lagchhe.” Balir patha’r moto Masheema thar thar kore kapte kapte Tapasher matha chepe komor. I knew my brother didnt care if I was gay or who I had sex with, and that he was looking out for me, but I still shrugged him off. We are best friends, but even to this day Im the alpha dog in our relationship and we only talk about what I want to. I knew one day I would have to address me fucking his friends, but not that night. When I got into bed, I dozed off for a few hours, but at about 3 oclock I was tossing and turning with a rock hard cock, thinking about Rays sexy ass sleeping. She wouldn’t be able to look at him if she knew, at least that’s what he thought. He had compartmentalized his life so much that he thought he was the only man in the world who longed to suck black dick, who wanted more than to just be a cuckold but to be transformed into a cocksucking faggot whore himself. Turns out, she was having the exact same ebony fantasies, hiding it from him, ashamed, lying in order to hide her lust for black sexuality. Come to find out that his wife not only had dreams. I turned her to hug her and she willingly extended.Me: I love you darling.Pooja:I love you too (read 2)Me: I love you three.Pooja: I love you infinity.I put my hands on her butt and caressed there.Pooja: Toh yeh karna tha yahan? while childishly slapping meMe: You know it!She snuggled into my shoulder. I kissed her forehead, eye petals, cheeks and then smooched. She bent her head shying. I lifted her face and smooched again and she responded this time with an ‘ooh’. I was kissing her lips and.