Mujhe laga vo mujhe signal de rahi aur mera lund tan kar lamba ho gaya aur main baat karte karte paas gaya aur bahon mein pakad liya aur unke gulabi h...ntho ko chumne laga utne usne mujhe dur kar ke boli raj ye galat hai aur chali gayi .Ab to main plan karne laga kaise unhe chodu phir 2 mahine baad sab normal ho gaya aur ek raat coldrink lekar aaya aur charo pine lage tab bhabhi pakode lene kitchen gayi to maine unki coldrink mein chhup ke thodi wisky mila di phir bache apne room mein ja ke so. Our lips (and tongues) were locked until the husband came back with our drinks.At this point the husband sat on the couch next to me and his wife got off my lap.“Well Dave - you told us that you like bikinis and speedos. How about you guys get down to your speedos and I’ll go put on a bikini...”While the wife left the husband and I did what we were told, we stripped down and it turns out we were both wearing a black speedo under our jeans (I had told them I’d be wearing speedos under my jeans. We introduced ourselves and talked about where we were from and going, all that. I told her I was flying to San Francisco to visit the university in Berkeley. She told me she lived in Berkeley and was going home in the morning. I loved the sound of her voice. Light and cheery, but not put on at all.I asked her if she lived there with her family and she said, "No, just my cat. No husband or kids or anything."My heart picked up its pace a little with that.We weren't looking at each other like a. While they were out I had a couple of beers and watched a film.I started to wonder whether she would come back or stay at his. I started thinking about her fucking him and my cock seemed to enjoy that thought. I imagined his little cock trying to satisfy her but failing so she’d come home horny wanting more.I was about to go to bed when I got a message on my phone saying she was on her way home. I stayed up to make sure she was alright. She came home 10 mins later so I asked how it was, she.