We all got into car and bro driving and bhabhi seating beside him and I sat with manu in back seat. It was tough to seat at back seat but I managed to... sit and spend time. We all reached marriage and finished all greetings and back to car for long journey to shimoga. Again same sitting but at one toll point at afternoon my bro stopped car to went out to buy ice cream for his son. So I am alone with my sexy hot bhabhi in a car, so my devil started coming alive. Bhabhi: so I didn’t teach you will. Noooo... Yes! Yes!"Chad frozen unable to respond should he have wanted to, witnessing his conservative little wife cumming all over her thumb and fingers... Clinching, squeezing, greedily denying their removal with spasms of intense pleasure, cries of acceptance having given in to her desires in spite of her audience... Yeah, he'd just witnessed pure sensuality in motion. Assuming... I mean, what more could she possibly do?... She'd used that incredible body, sexy attire, a****listic lust with. I was deemed to close a friend to screw around with. I hated it.So, after ten years of losing contact with both Amy and Stephanie, Amy walked right back into my life one day, via social media. I hadn’t thought about either her or Stephanie in years, assuming they each had gotten married and moved on in their respective personal lives.I was right. Amy had gotten married and then divorced. Amy and I managed to meet up and our meetup, for whatever reason, quickly escalated into a relationship. I knew why she hadn't dated, of course. I was not about to explain that to Carly. Instead, I said, "It sounds like she likes Frank." Good. We can double with them. My parents won't be so suspicious when we come in late if we are with them." Carly, how are we going to do anything with them in the car?" I didn't understand what she was leading up to."Come on, Sam. Don't be shy. They'll be in the back seat and we'll be in the front. We'll have enough privacy." I don't know about this, Carly. They.