Bhabhi ke chut ko unki susu ka smell aa raha tha. Mai us khushbu se aur uttejit ho kar chut chat ne laga. Bhabi siskiya bhar rahi thi. Phir maine meri...jibh sharmila bhabi ke chut me dal di aur andar bahar karne laga. Bhabi khushi se Ahhh…ahhh kar rahi thi. Karib aadha ghanta bhabi ki chut chatne ke baad bhabi boli,”Ajay..ek min ruk jao, mujhe bathroom jana hai” Mai bolo,”Kyu Bhabi” Bhabi,”Arre nature’s call..toilet jana hai” Mai bola,”bhabi yahi par kar lijiye na” Bhabi,”yaha kaha? Sab ganda ho. The sheet was put back over my waist and she put a warm towel over my eyes like a blindfold. I still hadn’t seen this woman that was touching my body.She started with my shoulders then moving to my chest and arms using ample amounts of warm oil on my body. She then went to do the front of my legs starting with the left leg and then moving to the right.I hang to the right and I felt her pick up my penis and move it while she rubbed my upper thighs. I actually opened my eyes a little shocked when. In particular, she was careful to shrink the aperture of her grasp with each upstroke, mimicking the closing of her pussy with each retreat of my cock within it. And with each downstroke, I could close my eyes and imagine that I was invading her inner warmth.I cooed and oohed as she stroked my already turgid stick. She pulled herself up and whispered in her sexiest voice, “You sure have some noisy parents.” I thought I would lose it right there, but she stilled her hand at that moment. I turned. Harry and I never had sex outside of our marriage, and perhaps now, when I am at my sexual peak, the notion of strangers having sex with my body started to germinate.I have always been a straitlaced girl; my parents were old-fashioned in that regard (alas, they have since passed away during our 10-year marriage). Harry was the first and only man that I have been sexually intimate with. He sure does know how to bring me to orgasm with his tongue plying his expertise on my easily aroused pussy..