. Maine bola k mai koi jugaad kr dunga. Mai bi khush ho gya k mujhe bi mouka mil skta h use chodne ka. . . . Fir aise krke kai din nikal gye. Ek din m...ine use cll kiya or bola k tu use mere gao me le chl vha humara tubewell h vha koi ni rhta din me to usne bola thek h. Mera plan kam krne lga nd ek din vo mere sath apni gf ko lekar gao nikal gye hum dono drink krte h to maine ek bottle daru ki le li thi. Vha phauch kar maine undono ko tubewell ke room me baitha diya or bola mai kuch khane ko. Tomorrow I’ll send ‘em a notification that I’m married and my WIFE is driving it. I’ve seen Haley’s driving. She’s careful. Thought we could risk it.I walk in to see Haley and Deena sitting on the sofa. That’s not an unusual thing. I’ve had the two of them together in my living room dozens of times. Make that ‘hundreds’. That Deena and Haley are friends is a happy development.This time, it’s different, though. They both stand for greetings. Deena gets a hug and a daddy kiss. Haley gets a hug. “Don’t expect it,” she said, “I’m not as vocal as your friend. But you have made me climax before; let’s see if you can do it again.”She spread her right leg and leaned back on her pillows. The opportunity—and the challenge—before me was daunting. Unlike before, when she had been using a dildo and vibrator before I arrived on the scene, she was unexcited and seemingly skeptical.Looking for a way to start, I decided her toenails could be the key. The fact that she polished them despite hiding. But I decided we were safe pretending that this was still just innocent affection between us. Oh, I knew I had involuntarily pushed my crotch against the back of his head, and there was no mistaking the fact that Michael pushed his head backwards applying momentary pressure to my swollen vulva, but we could clearly ignore that brief contact and pretend it did not happen, right? Michael’s hands started working their way further up the inside the legs of my sweat pants. He started rubbing the.