Aik din mai or bhabi bathee batain kar rahi theen ka maina bhabi sa poocha bhabi aj kal bohat udas ho bheya ki yaad a rahi hai na, vo boli chal pagli ...oon be na, maina kaha nahi bhabi ap ka mood sa lagta hai, u r really missing, hai na, nahi asee to koe baat nahi hai, wasa be vo ana wala hayin, bhabi ab bano matt mujha andaza to ho raha hai magar kaya mai ap ki koe help kar saktee haoin to batao, kasee help, jo bhabi tum chaho, muj sa parda to nahi hai tumhara, after all we r good friends. Nahi. "It's not just me, silly, all the girls do it," she said. "Just flirting and stuff, you know. Talking dirty and a flash or two." Wait, what?" I practically shouted. "A flash? You've flashed guys?" Oh, sweetie, it's no big deal," she replied. "It's teasing. We just pull up our shirts sometimes. It's just boobs."I was flabbergasted. My wife was showing off her tits to other guys? Other guys at work? That was unlike everything I knew about Gloria. Just how friendly was she with these guys, anyway?. I wanted more of that and all of his cock; even though I was now trembling in the anticipation of the coming pain of penetration.Smiling down at me, he assured me that he’d take it easy ‘at first’. I was counting on that, I hadn’t been stretched this far in a long time and this cock was a real monster! I got my hands behind my knees and pulled my legs up more while rolling my hips back as much as I could then, tried to keep breathing evenly and deep as he positioned the head at the entrance of. The moment seemed to last an age before finally, he collapsed on top of her, my wife’s skinny female body buried beneath a small mountain of pale male flesh.As I lowered my own body onto Hilary’s equally skinny frame, feeling the dying throbs of my ejaculation hard against her cervix and her hands stroking my shoulders and sides, my head was spinning.*It was well past three in the morning when the taxi finally dropped me and my sleeping wife back at our house. It was still very dark but I could.