.. a long time ago)“That would be a great song for Annette and Rose to perform to — you could let them choreograph themselves?” my fabulous wife...said, slipping into the spa.“I was thinking the same thing. They would get a kick out of it, you think?” I asked her.I pulled her over to sit in front of me, getting my hands on her tummy for a good ten minutes.The sounds of an infant broke the silence. I got up, gave K a kiss, dried off a bit, and went up to see which infant was calling. I found. ”“Whoa, whoa, whoa… thought you were straight, sis,” Gracie started. “Was she hot?”“Hell, I thought so too. First time, I was drunk, it was the bartender at the Roadrunner here on campus. Her name is Jezebel. She was nice. Pretty too. She gives good advice. I think she was checking me out. Second time was my friend on campus. She’s… something. We roomed together freshman year. Southern belle with an athletic figure, bubbly…”“Were you two drunk?” Gracie said.“She’s more of a lightweight. Ha. I. It was crushing me to death since no one so heavy had laid over me. He had become mad by now and did not know what he was doing, he bit my lips, neck, kissed my navel and moved towards my pussy. He forcibly parted my legs and started licking my pussy. Suddenly the mobile which was nearby the bed rang and I picked up even though I was terribly weak. On the other end it was my husband from mumbai. Even then Justin was busy licking my pussy by separating my thighs as much as possible. When my. I had aired the room out, but I was still self-conscious about the smell. I wished that I had some scented candles.I had matches in the drawer of my nightstand and a lamp always filled and trimmed. I lit it and turned the wick down, giving us plenty of light to see each other. I turned and gestured to the room. “Put your things anywhere,” I said.She wandered into the room, looking around.“Very masculine,” she said. I wasn’t sure how to take that.The room was orderly and clean. My clothes were.