“Uh!” she moaned breathlessly, as Renae teased her neck more. She clutched a handful of Renae's hair and pulled her face up to hers where she kiss...d her with a fiery passion full of barely audible gasps and frantic breathes. Renae's hand made its way down to Kats right breast and she pinched the nipple, softly at first then hard, causing Kat to gasp and hiss. She smiled to herself and pinched it again. Then she lent her head down and enclosed Kats nipple in her mouth. Kat took a sharp intake of. A few days later, the couple brought home their new car. They took my family for a ride and celebrated the moment with us. It was a coincidence that Mr Patel was free that day and was able to join the celebration. I noticed a glint in Mr Patel’s eye when I saw him ogling Swati bhabhi.At the couple’s house, we were having snacks after coming home from the ride. Swati bhabhi was health conscious so she did not touch the cake. Except for her, everyone had a big slice of cake on their plate.I. There was probably more paranoia being exercised than caution, but her nerves were shot.The clothing she had brought to go back home in was frumpy and unflattering and went well with her feelings inside. Never again. Just a month ago she had decided masturbation would just not suffice to quell the urges she felt in middle age motherhood and she’d embarked on a mission. It had been exciting and fulfilling getting a good fucking from John sometimes three times a week on the sly but she’d let. Then we flipped our next cards simultaneously.“Seven,” we both announced.New facedown cards were placed, then another flip. Both were Jacks.“Shit, here we go again,” Denise said.Two more facedown cards, then we flipped again.“Oh crap, another tie,” I said as we stared at the pair of fives.“Once more,” Denise said, “If it stays tied, we both drop them.”“Okay, that seems fair.”In fact, it seemed both fairer, and closer to where I wanted things to end up, than having only one of us strip.When two.