Unless she forgot her keys...again.Rolling my eyes, I headed to the door, throwing it open.“Mom—” I stopped and my mouth fell open. Eyes wide, I... was frozen in mid-speech.“Hello, Layla. Sorry to stop by so unexpected. I hope I’m not bothering you.”Jacob Fimmel was standing in front of me, smiling. The corners of his eyes crinkled with those lines you get from squinting too much.“Uh, hello Mr. Fimmel. No, its ok—I wasn’t doing anything.” I felt my cheeks grow red. Why couldn’t I have said. Her forehead touched the floor. It forced her to talk into the marble, which made her words hardly audible. Angique kicked her again."Speak louder, bitch!" Please, Mistress," the girl repeated, lifting her head, but keeping her eyes down. "Please, forgive me. I am a selfish and silly girl and I have acted selfish and silly. I am sorry for Anna; I would never come between you and her, but please take me back. I won't mind to be a slave to you both. I found out I just can't live without you. I. I slowly kissed her cheeks and then went for her lips, we started playing with our tongues. I put my hand behind her and was rubbing her back and she had her hand on my hair holding my face down for the kiss.I slowly put my other hand in the front and grasped her boobs over the saree and weaved my hand under the saree and over her blouse. I was pinching her nipples over her blouse and squeezing her boobs in my hands. I slowly moved my hand to remove the blouse, soon I was able to open it and. Ranveer, my Haryanvi friend, was sitting beside me. He accidentally saw the selfie sent by Sunita. I realized it too late and she had sent me a sexy pose just pushing out her round juicy ass. He didn’t even try to look away as I sent her a thumbs up.I smiled at him and said, “A new dress.” He winked and made a thumbs-up sign, which left me confused thinking was it for the dress or for my biwi? Strangely, I was horny too. So I let it play more and Sunita sent me more pics. Now she had changed.