I lifted the Assamese bhabhi’s petticoat and started feeling her wet hairless pussy. She was going nuts, trapping her hand on my hair. I lifted her ...nd put her on the bed beside us and started to fully undress her. Halfway through that, I was scared thinking, “What if someone comes looking for me? What happens if her husband comes from work?”These were the questions killing me from inside but on the other hand, the thrill and the excitement of getting this sexy horny Assamese bhabhi was the. He pulled her panties to the side and sank his middle finger deep into her soaked pussy. She moaned and began to buck against his hand and clench her pussy around his finger as he rhythmically slid it in and out of her and rubbed her aching clit with his thumb. His mouth on her nipples and his fingers in her pussy were too much for Ally to take. Her orgasm ripped through her and her cum squirted out and gushed all over his hand as she screamed with the force of it. Matt slowly pulled his hand. His hand brushes the edge of my skirt and my body shudders a little with an old memory of him. ‘God, you look good,’ Mark has a way with simple words. He also has a way of moving me to the exact place that he wants me. He grabs my hands and pulls me to the dance floor. We move to the rhythm of the music, the band doesn’t disappoint. I look into his big brown eyes. For a second the air feels warmer. I can see myself reflected briefly. Do I look that hungry or is it Mark? Our bodies mirror the. "Happy now?" Fuck no, keep going!" I said a little too enthusiastically."Well you only said my top," she pointed out, grinning and clearly not hating this as much as she pretended to."I didn't expect you to be wearing a bra though, you hardly ever seem to." Oh don't I? How long have you been checking me out huh? I bet you've been waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of me like this ever since we moved in!" Yep, now get on with it or I'll go tell mom and dad right now!"Nat simply rolled.