This happened when I was 16 years old. We were living in NYC and it was a great time with my family. My family consists of 4 people, my dad who is a v...ry well known architect in town, mom who is a nurse and brother who is a year young to me. We are typical Indian family but with the foreign values. My dad was a very had working man and so he used to devote most of his time on his work and my mom usually used to come late from the hospital. My brother and I were together all the time mostly. She rubbed herself up and down against my cock, careful to avoid penetration. I reached my hands under her dress and upwards. I felt my way towards her breasts. I loved the feel of those perfect tits, holding them as I kissed her. "I love my husband." "And yet..." "This is just two friends having fun." "Hmmm." Even at this stage, I didn't know where this was leading. "Perhaps you don't want me?" Cath said, reaching over for her drink and emptying the glass. "You know I do. But perhaps we. He fingers her, she asks to grab a hold of him, he permits her to. She latches onto his back, her painted nails scratching him! He grunts from the pain… But he takes it. His fingers pound her dripping pussy!"Daddy!!!! Yessssss DADDY! ohhhhh!" You're so sexy, baby!" He tells her and kisses her passionately. "Thank you, daddy."He slides his finger from inside of her. They are coated with white cream. She's panting from the pleasure her body feels…"Mmmm, would you look at that, we have ourselves a. But there was a fire inside me as I wanted to have sex with my best friend and I was looking for an opportunity. Soon, the opportunity came.Once there was no one at my house. So, I invited Sneha for lunch at my house as she knew my mom and was a fan of her cooking. She accepted the invitation. By the way, I didn’t inform her that only two of us will be there.Sneha came to my house and rang the bell. I opened the door and she came in. She asked about my mom. I said that she was not at home.Sneha.