I am santhi mama’. He said ‘oh god what a great mistake’. He was really in a state of shock and whispered, ‘please don’t tell anybody about ...this incident’ I said ‘ok’He said ‘i am going now’. But i feel that when he come to know that i am not his wife – his dick get more harder in my pussy. I feel it starts throbbing and get bigger and longer inside my pussy. He again said ‘how do you come here. Lakshmi told me she is sleeping here.’ I told him how actually i came here. In the mean time, i got. Money was tight for them, and Miles had managed to wangle Ralph a job at his bank earning decent money for a 21-year-old.Despite the age gaps, all six of us became good friends, and our sex, personal and work lives became increasingly entwined with each other. It was not uncommon to meet them on Wednesday for dinner, Thursday for sex, and Friday for a night-out! We also had a ritual where on our birthdays, the person whose birthday it was, set up some sort of activity for the group to do. On. Silkynylon, not cotton. I selected a pink pair with a couple of lace panels atthe sides and elasticated leg-holes. I put them on and they feltdeliciously sensual. Cool and soft on my bottom. Caressing and gentlysupporting my cock and balls. The sensation was a real contrast to theconstriction of the waspie and the gentle but firm grip of my brasstraps. A distinctly erotic contrast. As I threaded the suspenders on therestrictive waspie down through the leg-holes of my silky knickers myerection. ”“Okay then, you’ve had enough to drink. You go on upstairs and look it up before you jerk off. I’m going to have one more drink before I go to bed.”We both got to our feet and I gave him a tight hug and a peck on the lips. I wasn’t shy about pressing my body against him. His dick was rock hard, so I slid my hand down and gave it a firm squeeze while I purred in his ear, “Good night, Eddie, enjoy.” I waited until he was headed out of the room to call out, “Practice, practice, practice, and let.