We got in bed where I could smell the sex on her. I asked what happened and what they did. She told me they walked over to the car and “made out” ...or awhile. He asked her “what did she want to do”? She told “him anything you want”! That’s when he started really groping her and making out again. He had slipped his hand in her blouse and bra so quickly it startled her. She told me she just closed her eyes and let whatever happens happen. He unbuttoned her blouse and was feeling her all over. She. "Gross!"?She threw the hot coffee on my dick and I screamed. "How can you give me instant coffee..don't you have Starbucks?" Marissa said angrily.?I got up and went back into the kitchen, and ground some Starbucks beans and brewed regular coffee, and brought it out to the girls and poured it, and this time Portia threw hot coffee at my crotch.?"I wanted hazelnut. What kind of a jerk doesn't have any hazelnut coffee?" Portia grabbed the hamburger spatula and whacked my butt when I got up. "You. The sun blinded her for a moment. She encountered this towering figure under a halo of sunshine.“Are you Fatima?” he asked.“Who wants to know?”“My name is Abbas.”“I don’t know any Abbas.”“Yes, well, my name is Abbas. I am here to take you to Drakni Drive.”“What about Drakni Drive? I haven’t stolen anything.”“I’m sorry. 116 Drakni Drive.”“I don’t know who you are.”“I’m sorry, I should have introduced myself. I am Abbas Hussein. You know my younger brother, Shabbir?”“I do. Why hasn’t Shabbir come. Nisha – Your words have always been magical when it comes to sex narration. When I was in India for one whole year after my first delivery, we used to have phone sex very often.Me – Yeah, I remember jaanNisha – You are an expert in melting a woman with your words, jaanu. You used to take me to extremes of erotic excitement and pleasure over the phone.Me – did you use to get always this wet jaan?Nisha – I used to jaanu but not this much. as you are narrating it today, my imagination runs wild.