Fran and I are close, and we visit one another a couple of times a year, catch up on old times, and stay connected. After college, it seems we both re...urned home, living with siblings and parents until we got to the point of financial independence, even though we did it ten years apart. We also never married. For my part, I’m something of a free spirit, not wanting to be tied down. Fran, whom I long suspected of having either bi-sexual or lesbian tendencies, either refused to come out of the. Mavis felt she had never been French-kissed like this before in her life. And he was dry- fucking like crazy, grinding his groin against her tummy. And he was hot and bone-hard! She didn't have to see it or feel it with her hands; she knew Hank Carr had an immense pussy plunger!His hands, now cupping her ass and lifting her up on tiptoes, were pushing her toward the precipice of climax and she was about to beg him to rip off her clothes and fuck her! She needed it! Wanted it as badly as any. I felt so bad, I was staring at my sister-in-law more than my wife. I tried to control.Then a couple of weeks later, I got married. I didn’t talk with her in the meantime. On the day of my marriage, I went to my wife’s home for the first night. I was excited. I hadn’t masturbated the entire week and was saving up for my wife. My mother in law told me to go upstairs.My wife told me she will join in a while. I went above. I wanted to refresh. I was tired because of the day. I washed and came back. I released my self and we walked towards our car.Throughout our journey Arun kept talking about all his stuff sitting beside me in the car seeming as innocent as my beloved son. Our rest of the day went extremely well and I never had another gesture from Arun.His Papa came in the evening and we kept talking as I prepared the dinner. After the dinner Arun told us more about his stories and showed us all the gifts he bought for us. While opening the gifts Arun's dad went to the toilet and Arun.