I wanted to stop at a McDonald's Jeremy wanted to go to a tea room near the sale. I convinced him that we were keeping track of expenses, and the tea ...room was just too expensive. Even so I couldn't stop him from buying a salad with some kind of chicken pieces on it.A chicken salad for god's sake, Ronald was spinning in his grave. I had a big mac and fries. I did hope that in some small way it made up for the Jeremys of this world.It was kind of funny at the auction I was there to lose money in. Now coming to story main ek din 26th august ko(year I can’t tell you sorry) main masi ke ghar gaya tha,unse kuch saman lane,to masi ne mujhe rok liya, who boli ki lunch karke sham ko jana. To maine kaha thik hai. Woh mujhe apni bête ki tarah treat karti ha ,toh who kitchen me chali gayi.Aur unki beta school me chala gaya who sham ko eksaath tutn karke aata hai to main masi ke bedroom me jake baitha tha,jeans aur shirt utarke,half pant aur t-shirt me baith gaya aur meri 1 frnd(girl) not. My fingers traced along the elastic at the crotch of her panties and rubbed her hot, wet pussy through the thin fabric. I heard a soft moan to my left and looked up to see Bridget standing there completely naked and rubbing her pussy. Her small breasts had pointy, light brown nipples which were standing proudly erect. Her pale skin highlighted the dark brown fuzz of her pubic hair, where I could see that her pussy was glistening with wetness. I continued rubbing Elizabeth through her panties. She began to quiver. I think she was more than a little bit conflicted. For that matter, he wasn’t doing a very good job of looking casual. The moment we’d pulled up his eyes flicked up off the book and went right to her.I’d seen that look on gymnasts and divers just before they went into action at a meet, at the end of the runway, the corner of the floor exercise, just before that first step on the diving board. I’d pasted it on often enough myself ― that calm, cool, confident look while.