She tried to suppress her slobbering and moaned, “Mmmmmmm” occasionally as a response to her husband’s queries. Damn, I was mouth fucking my mar...ied best friend with whom I had connected for the first time through Facebook while she was flirting with her husband!“OKAY, SO THINGS LIKE THIS ACTUALLY HAPPEN” was what was going through my mind. She tapped me on my thighs and I let her go.She had finished talking to her husband. She kept the call, looked me straight in the eye and said, “I want to. M door he mai 9 baje tak shop kholta hu waise to market 10 baje k baad khulti thi pr mai jaldi hi chala jata tha qki merai nai shop thi raat ko ghar aa kr maine Puspa ko yaad ke k moot mari or so gaya dusre din jab mai shop pahucha to dekha Pusspa akele meri shop k bahar khadi hai wo mujhe dekh kr simle diya or boli bahut der me Aate ho mai kab se tumhara wait kr rhi hu wo nha dho kr hala make-up me bahut cute lag rahi thi maine bike khadi ki or shop khola wo mere saat andar aai or counter se. Heck, occasionally he and Tiff would take off and leave Tim alone back then too. Of course they never (or almost never) had sex like he now suspected Tiff and Tim were doing. Of course, now that they were married they didn't have to run off if they got so worked up they had to make love—they just excused themselves and went into the bedroom or waited until Tim left and they went to bed.Hollis sighed and returned to the patio and his chair. He took his glass and bottle of the Balviene with him.. ”I lay that sheet aside and started reading. I read for the next forty-five minutes, all about the party; Michelle, Jeremy and two other couples playing strip poker together; about how horny she got; how she felt being undressed and the fun she had undressing the other guys. I assumed she’d probably just have interacted with Jeremy, but I was wrong. Man, was I wrong! She hadn’t had sex with another guy, but that was about the only thing she hadn’t done.When I finished reading, I was stone hard..