Me: bas woh aise hi.Bhabhi: lagta hai bde ho gaye ho.Fir raat tak kuch nhin khana kha kar sab apne room mein chale gaye sone maine bhi bhabhi ko yaad ...ar k muth mari aur let gaya. Thodi der baad mere kamre ka darwaja khula aur bhabhi andar aayi.Me: kya hua bhabhi.Bhabhi: kucch nhin neend nhin aa rahi.Me: kyun.Bhabhi: bas tumhare bhaiya ki yaad aa rahi hai.Mera lund abhi bhi khada tha bhabhi ne notice kar liya fir boli.Bhabhi: tumhari koi gf hai.Me: (shocked) nhin.Bhabhi: tabhi…Me: whatFir. Everybody saw them kiss in the lunchroom. Jake was the hottest football player. He was so sexy looking and dressed like a hunk. All the girls drooled over him. He and the other boys on the football team all worked out and had nice bodies.Everybody all got the same text to their phones. Everybody saw how Anne became popular. She made a movie with the football team. A porn movie that was put up on a porn site. It was titled “How Anne Became Popular.”The movie started out with Anne in a. I stood between her spread knees and tugged at her sweater. She raised her arms as I pulled the garment off her body. Kneeling, my mouth found her breast as my fingers worked the snaps loose on her jeans. She lifted her hips from the bed as I slipped the jeans down over her hips, rocking back to let me pull them off her legs.I began kissing her thighs, working my way up to her waiting pussy. As my tongue touched her labia, Becky moaned and gripped my hair with her hands. Slowly I licked her. I have not tasted my husband in a long time. He tastes good and I want more. I push into his mouth, wishing that I could hold his head, too, but my arms are held fast to the frame, held apart by his velvet ropes.We kiss and then we kiss more. I had forgotten how much I liked being kissed and kissing back. I want to keep kissing but he breaks free of my mouth to slide his face downward. I hate having my neck tickled and, when his lips slide over that tender skin, squirm as far away as the ropes.