Thodi hi der mein hum dono ne chay pee li.Raj-aaahh meri jaan ab main tumhara hubby aur tum meri wife … 20 dino tk koi kapde nahin pahnane…Sirf br... penty hi pahnani hai …..Reena-hat badmash ye kaam sirf raat ko…Din mein nahin krna …. Ye to khush khabri sunai isliye boob chusa rahi hun…Raj-meri jaan tumhare boob mast hai….Chusne mein maza bahut aata hai…Chalo meri jaan…Reena ne dusre boob ki nipple mere munh de di.Reena- aaaahhh … Yaaarrr. ..Bade maze se .. .Aaahh … Ooo sweat heart aaahh …. We both started to crack up. ‘Listen Richard, while we are laughing here, I want you to know that I am a sexually very open woman and I truly believe one has to be open and honest about these things. Just from what we talked so far, I think you agree with me, right?’ ‘I do and may I add something to this?’ ‘Please.’ ‘I think this applies to more than just the sex part.’ ‘Hmmn, I think you’re on to something here. Now, are you going to finish your story, or are you going to read Trotsky to me. We fumbled for a few minutes, her pulling off my blouse and taking my skirt completely off. I managed to get her shirt off and pants halfway down before she buried her head deep within my pussy. To feel her tongue flicking my hard clit sending me into another orgasm. I couldn’t help but pull her hair as I came which seemed to make her dig deeper. I then felt her fingers start to explore me. I felt her slip a few in and start pumping in and out. My hands were pinching my nipples and. I still didn’t want to speak to him yet, I didn’t know what to say so I became a hermit or something, staying up in my room all by myself, well except for my finger. I had learned to rely on that digit to meet my growing needs and I was in the habit of satisfying myself every night.I was just starting to enter that wonderland of enjoyment on this one night when my sister came through our shared bathroom door unannounced. I was lying on top of the covers and my finger buried between my bent.