Me:- oh my god, my room number is 203 too…….. Are we going to live together?? And I smiled”.Shivani:- ha ha ha , sorry rohan, but its on second ...loor, and may be u have got on the second floor..Am I right?(I was sad, but I was trying to be happy…. ha ha ha…..)Me:- oh yes dear…..so, shall I accompany to your room??Shivani:- sure… so, from where are you?I thought that I should say, I am straight from your heart shivani, and shivani, how you can be so beautiful? I am getting in love with you. My friends Jahan, Sasidhar, Shankar, Sudan came to my home for a five days stay. Their plan was to gangbang my mom.Day 1On the first day itself, Jahan started flirting. My mom went to bath, he stole her towel. She asked for a towel after finishing the bath. He went into her room and told its okay aunty to come out. She refused, then he gave the towel. He helped her in cooking. My mom liked him a lot. He cooked the dinner for us. Mom liked it and kissed him on cheeks. The other three also asked. Her relationship with Josephine was building towards an intimacy and passion that outstripped anything she’d had with Emma. However much she pretended that her love for Emma was unassailable, the evidence of her heart as she greeted Josephine when she came back from work was that Emma had become pretty much the secondary passion. It was difficult to be sure what Josephine’s feelings towards her actually were, though she was sure that she had no other lover. However, as Josephine made a living. She swiveled her hips, coating my cock with her own lubrication, and then pushed down gently, my head forcing its way between her lips.“Oh god, Riley, my sweet Riley,” I moaned, feeling my cock slipping inside her for the first time in over a year. “Oh fuck, Riley.”“Ohmygod Mark,” she moaned, slipping her hips up and down, working her pussy down onto my cock. An inch at a time she slipped down, then raised up, then down a little more, up and down. She repeated this process, screwing herself.