Mera 1 dost hai sanju, wo mera best friend hai. Wo aksar hamare ghar ata rehta hai. 1 din usne muje kha yaar sonu mai tujhe kafi time se 1 baat kehna ...hahta hu magar darta hu kahin tu naraj na ho jaye. Maine kha nahi yaar bolo kya baat hai mai tumhara dost hu bolo kya bolna chahte ho. Wo bola yaar wada karo kit um naraj nahi hoge. Maine kha yaar bolo bhi kya baat hai.Wo bola yaar mujhe tumhari mom achi lagti hai. Mai hasne lga yaar isme naraj hone ki kya baat hai wo mujhe bhi achi lagti hai wo. ...I was on a business trip that night and I was really very horny.After sipping a glass of Irish whisky and having my rock hard cock in my hands, I decided it was time to look for an adult book store there.I could get some anonymous cock sucking.When I arrived there, only a couple cars were at the parking lot.But my cock was throbbing, so with or without a partner I was going to relieve myself. When I went in, there was a cashier behind the counter and a huge black guy checking out the sex. Taking that as a sign that I was she continued. Next thing I knew my shirt was on the floor and my shorts and boxers were slowly getting pulled off me. By this time my dick was hard and she grabbed it squeezing a little and I flinched. She looked up and smiled at me and giggled. I reached down and grabbed her, brought her up to me, and kissed her. All I could say was“you too sis, I love you too.”Hearing those words escape my mouth she started going down and when she reached my did she licked. He was also between laughing or playing the shy stupid, as if it happened unintentionally.Ironically, both of them needed their bodies to cover their private parts. He was cowering his my wife's breasts with his two big hands and she was covering his penis by his hips. She leaned her ass back against his pubic. She put her hands on his ass cheeks to ensure his existence behind her.After I survived the shock, I stood up and went to help my wife. I took his towel to cover his underbelly but the.