Yeh bhi bath room may ja ja kar apni pussy ko rab karti or fingring karti hay to wo boli ke didi may to jiju or aapko rat ko sex karte dekh kar hi yeh...sab sikhu hu or meri pussy may fingring dalti hu. Ab mujsay iski khuzli bardast nahi ho ti didi aap kuch karona. To bhabhi nay kaha ki sameer jaldi karo. Phir may nay usko sofa per hi leta diya or uskay ass ke nichi bhabhi nay ek pilo rakha kyuki wo abhi virgin thi. Or muje kaha ki sameer chalo or wo uskay mouth ke pass jakar apni pussy uskay. I asked him what do you mean? Why are you laughing? He said I probably wouldn't want to hear about it but I pressed him and wanted to get what ever he knew out of him. He gave in eventually, it was then that he informed me that she was the girl that the football team use to gangbang and run trains on in college almost weekly. I wanted to puke, my heart was racing, and in total shock. He pulled out his phone and showed me a picture of one of her rendezvous with the team, and made sure we were. When Sally looked at him quizzically, he continued, ‘You see, only the very best call girls in this city command a thousand dollars a night, so Ted must think you’re pretty good to think you’re worth that much. So, shall we see?’ Sally took that as her cue to stand up and begin to undress. She was starting to feel really good from the brandy and coke that Alex had given her. She swayed sexily as she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her perfectly formed breasts. Alex motioned for her. How it had all started, with me catching him peeking down my wife’s pajama top that first time. Then he had seen, felt and sucked her tits. Not to mention the fact that not only had he seen her pussy, he had even managed to get a finger or two in it. I was curious how my wife felt about all of it. When I asked her what she thought about last night, she said it was exciting, but also kind of scary too. I asked her what she meant, and she replied it would be strange now, when she saw him again..