Her son invited me to watch the football match at their place.This is how we became friends gradually. I started inviting them to my restaurant and me...and her son we both used to watch matches together. One more thing, Rajana and my friend used to live alone because her husband was abroad and used to visit them once in a six month. This was a plus point for me, now it was a regular affair I used to visit their home and they regularly used to visit my restaurant.Meanwhile, there was a Match of. Apne muh se chod dal or mere sar ko apni choot pe dabane lagi mine bi apni dono ungli se unki chot ko pilaya or apni jibh usme dalkar chusne laga or o tadpne lagi 10 minute bad unka ras nikal gaya mine unka saara ras pi liya uske baad o mere sar ko utha kar mere muhme apni jibh daal kar chusne lagi . 10 minute tak aisa cala uske baad mera penis(land) phir kada ho gaya tha maine kaha anty ab mi choot ko chodunga o palang par let gai or apne piro ko pila diya mi unke piro ke bich me ja kar kadha. I let my free hand roam across her body, now slick with sweat. I wondered how much longer she could go. The muscles in my forearm were starting to ache and burn from remaining tense for so long. I ran my nails down her stomach and sides as she leaned back against my knees, teasing the nerves in her body. Raising myself up slightly, I gently bit down on one of her nippels. I just couldn't resist the temptation. Her passage clamped down suddenly on my fingers her hands clutching at my. "Oooh, it's alive, look," she teased as she kept making my dick jump around. I just stood there, my cock enjoying the attention, as she played the feather duster over me, even wiping it under my balls."I really think I should get to see you two, at least topless, after I've done all this," I pleaded and Debbie just laughed."Now, don't be a sore loser, Ben, you did lose, remember?" Debbie replied."Why don't we do another bet, a new one? Loser does the other's apartment next weekend? I'll do.