Wo usne dekh liye…Or naughty smile di..Fir wo mere pas ake bethe muje meri girl friend k bareme puchhne lage aur personal sawal kiye muje green sign...l mila mene turant bol diya aaj aap bahot hot sexy aur lovable lag rahe ho….Wo sarmaye aur meri aur dekhke bole really sir??? Mene kaha ha bhabhiji …..To wo jat se mere pas aye aur muje hug kiya…..Mene sidhe moke ka fayda utha ke unki kamar me haath daal diya….Aur khuli pet se kamar tak ghisaa wo siskariya bhar rahe the…Mene kaha bhabhiji kya me. I agreed, and when Pooja went home that afternoon, I walked with her to her house.Her house had three bedrooms. Pooja told me I could sleep in the room adjacent to hers.That evening we talked a while, then watched tv while I massaged her legs.She said, “Ajay rarely rubs my legs. In fact, he rarely touches me since I got pregnant.”I told her that I could not see why he was like that and that I thought she was the most beautiful girl in town. She laughed and blushed at my comments.At 10 o’clock. We agreed that there were no bad times but Sally told me she gets her most intense orgasms when doing it doggie style. It seems I could hit her 'G-spot' better that way. I would reach around and strum her clit which would send her into orbit. I told her that missionary was my favorite since I could look her directly in the face allowing her riveting eyes to look deeply into my very soul. That is a closeness that is hard to beat.Sally sat quietly for a while like she was thinking about something. Her: You’re so sweet! I thought I’d have to do it all myself. Me: Yeah, I know you. You would have lived in this mess if someone didn’t help you clean it up.My hot friend laughed and smacked my arm. I grabbed her hand and playfully pulled her close, and there was a moment of sexual tension there. She shrugged it off and we got back to work. We cleaned up everything and headed to the kitchen. I talked to her casually as she made two cups of coffee.Her: You helped me clean up. So, go ahead, what.