............................My heart was pounding as I drove around the streets, my battered old carwhich I had not managed to replace since graduatin... two years earlier,stood out like a sore thumb as I finally arrived at the house.I couldn't believe the size of it, beautiful modern architecture, crispwhite exterior walls, gated entrance, pillars, beautifully manicuredgarden, was I really in southern England? It felt more like Beverly Hillsto me & I felt like I must've taken a wrong turning. Me- bhabhi kuch nahi hoga. Aj ghar par koi nahi hi to kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega….Mene fir se bhabhi ke dono bobo ko zor se daba diya.Kya bobe the sali ke. Mujhe to bahut maza aa raha that. Bhabhi abhi bhi apne ap ko chhudane ki koshis kar rahi thi.Par ek bar hath me aayi chidya ko koi chhodta he kya?An mene bhabhi ko god me utaya or bedroom me legakar bed par patak diya. Ab mene bedroom ko lock lar diya bhabhi ki ladki navya bhi bed par soyi hui thi.Me – dekho bhabhi pyar she chudwalo nahi. Joanne found her interest in Angela increasing and Paul caught her staring at Angela's perky nipples on several occasions. Angela was wearing a very sexy red dress. It was very obvious she was not wearing a bra because Joanne could clearly see her dark areolas surrounding two pointy nipples trying to cut through the thin material. When Dave caught Joanne staring, he winked at her and she gave him a reassuring smile. After several after-supper drinks Paul suggested they retire to his apartment. My cock stood at full attention. She grabbed it. Stroked it. Smacked it. Sucked it. Let it out of her mouth with a pop. Took it back in again. I leaned back giving her full control of my body.Her pussy was dripping wet, and she had two fingers shoved deep inside of her as she sucked on my throbbing member. She couldn’t handle it anymore and bent over to put her ass and pussy in the air.“Fuck me with that hard dick, you sexy mother fucker,” she demanded, “and she spread her pussy lips apart.