“I don’t understand,” I said, feeling helpless. “Did she ... Was... ?”I simply refused to believe that she’d cheated on him. I shook my he...d again.“Ignore that! I wouldn’t believe it anyway.”He smiled ruefully, puffing slightly through his nose. “No, she didn’t cheat on me. Not physically.”“I still don’t get it. You imagined that she was looking at someone else?”“I said it wasn’t about sex,” he sighed at my obstinate refusal to accept his words.“No you didn’t,” I protested. “You said it wasn’t. His tongue was going round inside my pussy. I was feeling it.Suddenly he stopped doing and He then said “i sucked yours. And you should do mine” I felt awkward keeping his tool in my mouth. I said “Sir,no i cant do it.” he said “okay then. If you dont,then i will not do to you too”. He noticed me when I am enjoying his suck and caught me right there.But later he told me to kiss it. I kissed. Then he told to shake and suck. I started sucking and shaking his tool. First i was feel awkward. Slowly. I was dumbstruck. i was thinking that my bro would have changed after so many years but he was the same guy. I French kissed him hard for many minutes, then we walked back to the car hand in hand. After keeping the boxes in the boot of the car, we sat at the back seat talking about the old days. After sometime, holmes (he asked me to use this name) started talking about his studdy encounters at the college. And i narrated him my whole story, including the encounter today. It was. ”I saw the look of bliss and fulfillment on Pam’s face, and I knew that she was being flooded with his potent seed. I had never seen her so lustful, and I got the idea that she might not even care if Brother Cecil got her pregnant. Brother Cecil must have finally fully-emptied himself into my wife’s little pussy, because he rolled off her and sat on the edge of the bed, with the sheet covering his spent cock from view.Then Brother Cecil ordered, “Ed, get over here and clean my cock. I’ve just.