So we were sitting on the couch watching a movie, drinking some whiskey, just having a good time and relaxing. A bit later I threw on some music, grab...ed another bottle of whiskey and we started to make things a little more exciting. Tara & Kait got up in the middle of the floor and started dancing with eachother, grinding their asses into each others pussies, running their hands all over each other's bodies, I could tell they were definitely starting to have a good time and I knew exactly. His slithering cock massaged my prostate with devastating effect. I felt as though his cock was masturbating me from the inside out. My cock was now bigger and harder than I had ever known it to be. I worried for a moment that it would be permanently disfigured by this secret lustful dance I was doing in this executive's office, but a few shoves later, drunk with lust, I only wanted to cum. Jim reached around and pinched my nipples, massaged my belly and, for only a moment, touched my cock. I. But I see his eyes. I know his thoughts. I just pray he learns the fallacy. That, without pain, he learns that I have nothing to offer, nothing to give in return for the beauty he has shown me. I feel his touch again, losing myself to what it brings. And I tell him, ‘It’s skin deep. Simple physical attraction.’ And he closes his eyes. The bind that ties us brings us together even while we deny that it’s there. Static electricity, circumstance. Again, loneliness. But not that. Then I feel his. 3″ hai figure 32 30 34 hai,rang gora meri bhabhi bahut khule vicharo ki hai vo muje har waqt chedti rehti hai mujse puchti rehti hai koi chakkar hai ya nahi, ek din wo muje ched rahi thi meenu tera koi premi nahi hai kya, mai boli bhabi tum to aise baat karti ho jaise premi bahar pde hai,fir mamta babhi nai meri jijju aur uske dost ravi se meri seal tudwayi uske baad to jab bi moka milta ravi ya jijju muj par sawari kar ke chale jate,mamta babhi aur mai us din ki chudai ke baad aapas mai puri.