.aur badme woh mera lund pe baith gai aur aur uski chudai ki ji bharke phir maal nikal aya aur uski bhos mae daal dia badme humne kapde thik karke bah...r aagaye .Mene usse bola “Kal tere ghar aa rahu randi teri chudai karne.”USke ghar gaya .Usko pakda aur lip kiss karne laga uski gand pakdi aur lund ko uski bhos mae laga di aur ragad ne laga .Aur usko godi mae utha keh bedroom mae le gaya aur uss par tutt pada uski sari nikali ,uska blouse phad dala aur ball choos choos kia usne bola bhosdike. Instead of sitting across my leg like Missy was doing, she straddled it, facing me. Her bare pussy was tight against my leg as she leaned into us. She put one arm around me and the other around Missy and said, Missy said.{Missy, close rapport?}{Yes!}We didn't warn her, just brought her gently into the close rapport we share in our marriage. We felt wonder, love, hope, lust, and trust all at once. We shared our feelings and emotions with her as fully as we shared them with each other. I didn't. She asks me to help her find a show on Netflix, so I of course help. Her accent alone makes me horny and hard. I stand real close to her and guide her through Netflix until I find the show she wants. A quick thank you. I offer her my bed but she refuses and says the couch is cozy and adequate. I tell her adequate is not good enough for someone as beautiful and gorgeous as her. She muffles her giggle and smiles. My bulge grows a little in my gym shorts. I boldly sit down on the couch. You are my husband. Brindy is my sister, no, more than that. Maybe my wife. We belong to all of us. It is love."I looked at Brindy, kissed her a few little pecks until she turned her face to mine, our eyes connecting. "It is love," I said.Brindy giggled. "It is love. That's what Lita told ME! Dave, our Carlita is leading us around." You think?!?" I answered with a tinge of sarcasm. "You say that like it's a BAD thing."She giggled. "I did NOT! I adore her. She has this way..." Ever since I.