" I let go of my cock as if I'd been caught doing something bad but she reached down and put my hand back on it. "Keep doing what you're doing. If you... don't mind, I'd like to look at the pictures with you." She reached around and began caressing my nipples, something that always drives me wild. "Ooh, look at the size of the cock on that black guy. Do you think that he'll be able to get in the other guy's ass?" she said in a very low, seductive and breathy voice. "Do you think you could take his. I usually didn't mind being alone, but I was delighted that she had accepted my invitation to visit.Rosanna was my age, 20. We had gone to elementary school together, and have always been close. It never ceases to amaze me how beautiful she is, how her 34Ds struggle to break out of her summer tops, or how gorgeous her tanned and toned legs look in the short shorts she frequently wears (though not around her parents). She has silky long black hair, green eyes, and the most beautiful. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her make up was mostly gone except her dark eye shadow. She just sat there grinning a minute, then she asked if I wanted to know what I missed out on, so I asked how her night was. “It was interesting,” she said and met my stare. “Oh, yeah,” I chuckled innocently, “let me guess, Jori hit on you?” “Well of course, but that wasn’t it,” Ivy said rubbing my leg through the blanket. “He asked me to give him a massage.” I perked up hearing that and had to ask,. Luckily I got a chance in the same week. My parents had gone to a satsang in the evening… I came from my office at 5.30 pm and delighted to see my bhabhi alone in the house. She had worn light blue color saree and was looking very sexy. Since I came from office, I went into the bathroom and had a wash, and came out in the drawing room. My bhabhi brought tea for me, but while giving tea, her palloo fell and slide down and her blouse was exposed. I just couldn’t control myself; I kept the cup.