.door bell rings, there was panic in my eyes... could it be her son who I knew or a friend of hers...how will I hide my erection.... I was wearing a t...a shirt, was not going to work. She motioned me to be still and quiet as she headed for the door. It was a woman and by the conversation a close friend as they were joking and laughing enjoying each others conversation. I headed for the bathroom, in the hallway leading to the front door.... could not be seen from the entrance. I heard her say. He turned me back around and gave me a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue rolling over mine. I felt him lick the cum out of my mouth. He gagged me, and went in. At first the pain was too much. I had to scream, but the gag reduced it to a solemn moan. His dick went way past my prostate and G spot and was practically shoving his dick into my pelvis. It took a few minutes, but he eventually got into a rhythm, and the pain in my ass reduced. This time every time he thrusted his lean, muscular, hairy. Please take it backMe:Bhabhi it is your birthday . Two glasses will not make a difference .A: you have become naughty . Ok let us drink it . But please promise me you will not tell bhaiya .Me: I promise Bhabhi I will not tell anyone .Champagne was popped glasses filled . After two rounds Bhabhi started talking up – and she started crying . She was sad that bhaiya was never in town . He always was busy with office . I hugged her- she hugged me tightly . I was consoling herMe : Bhabhi now stop. ‘I’ve talked to Bob and he doesn’t know what happened Saturday night. Your not exactly in the clear though. He didn’t know you would go so far as to dance in front of them ‘in such a lewd manner’, and I’m quoting him. He’s pissed and was thinking of ending the whole game. I talked him round by telling him I would keep a watch on you. What do you think?’ he asked her. She couldn’t get her breath for a moment not knowing if she had been saved or condemned. ‘That’s marvellous Daren. I can’t thank.