"Me too."I followed him close, weaving between couples and hiding the stain on my skirt. I knew I had one; my penis was leaking precum like crazy! I c...uld feel it on my thighs and even spilling down to my balls, I thought."Whew!" I sat down, taking a deep breath and our drinks were waiting or us. I picked up my Coca-cola and drank half the glass, getting a half-melted ice cube too and sucking on it."Are you okay?" Drew was smiling at me and I giggled."Yeah! Wow..." I rolled my eyes and I almost. Just when he would be at the point of exploding she would slyly pull off her pants and panties, and straddle him, lowering her dripping pussy, on his stiffness. ‘You feel so good, so tight,’ Chad would moan, as he gripped her hip. She would move up and down feeling the waves of pleasure that they would make together. ‘Yes,’ she moaned feeling the sensations that her imagination was creating. ‘Excuse me?’ an impatient voice spoke to her breaking her from her daydreams. She flushed realizing that. Still he was not convinced. Thus our friendship path moved. All it started in one rainy day. It was one Saturday night. I came from office after tight work. The time was nearly 9:30. I opened the door, came inside and changed my dresses to lungi (a long cloth – usually wear around hips. wear by men and women in south India – Singapore and Malaysia.) and T-shirt. I came out to balcony with a hot teacup in my hand. Road is so clean because of rain water and very few people walking in the street.. She seemed lost in the pleasure her finger was giving her. My wife looked at me and whispered, jump in. I moved slowly towards her friend.Her eyes were closed and she was moaning gently. I reached between her legs and smelled her pussy. A warm, mushy smell was emanating from her pussy. I removed her finger and kissed her pussy lips. She opened her eyes, looked and me and smiled. She said you are back. I said yes and continued kissing her pussy. It was wet with her juices. She opened her legs.