”I must fuck Rafik, whatever may be the result. Let Mr Jitu be cuckolded by his sister’s driver. If my guess was ever right, his cock must be at l...ast 8 inches. The only trouble with Rafik was that he was vulgar, abused a lot especially in Hindi when ladies were around. But I didn’t mind and my pussy even loved vulgarity, especially from a man with an 8 inch prick. A look of frustration must have come on my face as Preeti said” Bhabi, don’t worry I and Rafik will take care of you in all ways,”. Charles looked at his grandma, munching on his Turkey meat inside his mouth. He gave a warm genuine smile, nodding his head."So I take it that you are loving your house, your bedroom and the scenery too," his grandfather said.His granddad then chuckled.Charles smiled at his granddad, nodding his head."So Charles you got a girlfriend yet??" his grandmom was being cheeky.Charles shook his head."That's s a shame. A handsome young man like yourself don't have a girlfriend. I am sure that there are. I sat for some time just thinking and after a short time I leaned forward for my coffee and drank. Ugh, stone cold! I looked at my watch. Goodness! I had sat for just over an hour completely lost in my thoughts. What on earth was happening to me? I needed to see Sam, I had to understand what I was feeling. I felt so strongly towards her and yet still loved my husband. Was this just a phase? Lust perhaps? No. Lust was the shop assistant. She fulfilled a need. Would like it to happen again? Yes. ‘Alright zack’ she said ‘your turn’ she moved her head to the right and started sucking on zacks tight balls. George knelt down on his knee to the left of sarah and started fingering her shaven pussy and rubbing her clit. She reacted by putting her left hand on georges balls and squeezing them very tightly. George kissed her neck and she deepthroated zack which, was much easier then deep throating george. She moaned loudly in response to george rubbing her so well. Her.