My god she looked so beautiful that night. Around those pictures was a bunch of frilly stuff with the words "My Love" around it. "I have never shown t...is to anyone." She said, as she picked up one of her diaries. She started to read passages from it. Every passage expressed great concern about her love for me, and the prospect of me not feeling the same way about her. She would always talk about how she felt anytime I was anywhere near her. After several hours of going through those diaries,. ”“No, Edgar,” she put a hand on my arm, “I’m lighter on my feet and quicker. I think he is only here to collect his rent from the barber and to make a cup of tea. He may not come up here and has no reason to enter this unused bedroom.”Then she was gone.Within a minute she was back with the diary, lighter and eye glasses and we stood behind the door, listening. The bedroom was close to the stairs, the walls quite thin, so if you were quiet you could hear the man, who we assumed was Curly. With that thought his already hard cock got even harder.The bottom of the bikini was simply a triangle of material hanging from a thin tape round her waist. It was totally unfastened at the bottom. Mike thought that will access to the pussy easy and no time will be wasted undressing for a fuck. Mike guessed, correctly, that there would be no matching triangle at the back. If Mikes cock was hard before it got even harder now and he was getting very uncomfortable.So Mike took his Vodka, Nat took. Lekin uss waqt mujhe nahi pata tha ke mere dost ko iss tarah apney ghar rokna mere liye kitna lucky hoga.Mera dost shaam ke time mere ghar aya or mai bht acha cook bhi hoo so maine ghar per hee khana banaya n hum dono ne khaya n phr usey kuch kaam tha to wo chala gaya n mai ghar per he raha hoon iss read kerke muth marney laga. Raat ko dare se wo wapis aya or phr hum soney lagay to gf or unki chudai ke barain mai batain karney lagay to mene apney dost ko bataya ke maira breakup hogaya hai or.