Two guys arrived that morning, they were in the hall talking to my hubby. I was wearing a dark red saree with my navel well-exposed and so tight that ...ou can clearly see my curves and cleavage. I went to serve coffee. As I bent down to offer the drink, my saree pallu dropped. Both guys stared at me in horror but I can feel that they were aroused! I quickly adjusted it before my hubby noticed it and walked back.As I was walking back, I could feel the guys looking at my ass. I was a little. “Well he’s got music on his mind, Rach!” Brittney answered. My name is Rachel, I have ash blonde hair that reaches down to my boobs and bangs that reach to my cheek, shapely legs, small hips, green eyes, and a models skin. “True, I just wish I could fuck him, he turns me on just by his singing.” I said. “You’ve never even heard his real voice?” Just then my cell phone rang. “Hello?” “Is this Rachel?” a very deep voice asked. “Yes. Who’s this?” I asked. “Doesn’t matter but I just have to. Emma didn't flinch. He put the CD on and the conversation stopped. As he carried on driving, he decided to be bold and put his hand on her thigh again. Emma was sitting in the car practically holding her breath. She wanted him to do it again, and when he did she couldn't believe it. She wasn't sure what to do though. She looked at him shyly, then slightly parted her legs to allow him better access. His hand caressed her thigh, moving higher, and higher each time, until he was finally at the. I couldn't take it anymore and without thinking I stuck my hand into my shorts and started rubbing myself. I couldn't believe I was watching my friend suck her boyfriend’s dick! I didn't move from my spot, but my hand was going faster and I was breathing heavy. From my angle I couldn't see his dick, she was blocking it. I wanted to see it so bad so I moved to get a better view. I took one step and of course the floor creaked. I froze like a deer in headlights and looked up at them. They.