It was a warm summer evening and we were excited to get home, her parents were gone so I was going to spend the night at her house. Seeing her in a bi...kini all day had gotten me really horny, I would’ve fucked her at the lake if my friends weren’t there. We were flying down the highway her hand rubbing my bulge, my 5” cock was rock hard in my swim shorts. I was barely paying attention to my driving when out of nowhere red and blue lights lit up behind me. “Fuck, cops” I exclaimed as I pulled. " Is it getting better?" Will asked."The other night helped," Trent admitted. "Did it erase what I saw through the fence? I'm afraid not." I doubt that will ever go away, Trent," Will said gently. "Remember, the reason we're doing these parties is to try to feel like their sexual equals." Yeah, but remember that comment about all the men Cece had been with? I assume that applies to Sandy, too. Is there any chance of my catching up?" OK, I'm really speculating here, but we figured out that this. There was a lack of chairs so the girls sat on the lads laps. I sat on Mike’s lap at first and as the evening went on the divorced lads complained they didn’t have anyone on their lap, so the girls got up and plonked themselves on the next lap to them and that’s when the drunken games began. It was decided that every five minutes we would swap seats, Mike took off his watch and placed it on the table and acted as the games master. We all had a good laugh and things started getting a little. That day in the afternoon, I went in search of Pappu. He had gone to play cricket and just as I was leaving, my jiju took me in his powerful arms. He mistok me for Bindu. He had hugged me from behind and his cock was pressing between my asscheeks. “Ohhh Jijju its me, your sali (sister in law) not your gharwali(wife). Leave me alone jijju” But Jijju had other plans. He grinned at me. “Sandhya, I wonder what you do to keep your cool. I mean, with Mayank gone, what do you do to cool your cunt. I.