Me ahishta ahista upar ki taraf badne laga me uske thigh ko chuus raha tha or uske chut me fingering kar raha tha usne mujhe tightly pakda hua tha men... kayi baar uske boobs ko v masla fir me ne uske choot ko rub kiya or us ke choot ko kiss kiya Fir me ne uske choot ko choosne laga uske choot me apni zaban andar tak ghusa di usne joshiya k mere sar ko apne dono thighs k beech jakar liya or kehne lagi orr chooosss saiff wo sala imraaaann ise chostaa naahhee thaaa ussss behenn chhod kooo kyaaa. We had a pretty frank exchange and I explained my own sexuality to her. I was essentially bi in that I had slept with both women and men but that I was moving closer and closer to being solely interested in women. As we talked I could feel myself squirming on the chair as we swapped sex stories and I could feel my cheeks flushing as she explained her masturbation techniques. She even persuaded me to tell her how I liked to come, whether I liked oral sex, what it was like to lick a pussy and. Meenu is the wife of a colleague of my father we met when i and her eldest daughter were enrolled in class 10 in same school.meenu aunty was my mothers frnd & used to come home almost daily.hence we were quite familiar with each other.i started lusting 4 her as my biological cycle went on.i had my share of wet dreams of her. 1 day both our families went 4 a picnic.in the car we were sitting next to each other.her body was rubbing against mine.her skin was smooth as milk. I being just a horny. Helen found out from some of the women at the hairdressers, how to go about finding other couples. A woman gave her a copy of a contact magazine and we where really excited as we looked through it, reading the ads and especially looking at all the nude photo’s. There was a photo of a beautiful girl of 18 with long blond hair and an absolutely fabulous figure. I was really keen to reply to this ad but Helen pointed out that the husband was in his 40's. Seeing how dejected I looked, Helen agreed.