I was a little disappointed but figured it had been worth a try and forgot about it.When I got home that evening I thought I'd give it another go and ...tarted scrolling through people I could talk to, sending the odd "Hello" and getting a few replies, also getting some unsolicited greetings, often, as you expect on this type of site, pictures of genitalia, generally in close up and usually without even an accompanying message. This quickly got boring but I persevered, meeting up with a few. I then started wishing that that I would get chances like this every day to see her beautiful and well-toned body. I was just waiting for the next morning to come by.The next morning I was sitting in my bedroom and reading my newspaper, but my eyes were eagerly waiting to see when my bhabhi goes for her bath. While I was waiting, I saw that she pulled the curtains of her room first, shut her room door. She also shut the room door that was opposite her room and then she went for her bath. My. You reached for my fly while I slid my hand up your skirt. Cupping your mons, my fingers combed through your bush as they homed in on your clit."Mmmmm!" you hummed as your lips enveloped my head. I slid a finger inside your tightness, then two, stretching you open. You opened your legs, an encouraging sign, while taking me into the back of your throat. Your tongue danced around my shaft as you sucked. I paused for a moment allowing the delicious sensations to distract me, before plunging my. He came round the house, uninvited, late at night, I didn't want to let him in. He said he just wanted to talk about what had happened the last time, so I invited him in for a drink and to talk, just talk, really that was the only reason I let him through the door. I shouldn't have, maybe we could have recovered what we had. That was the first night I let him do me at home, when first soiled our marital bed.When he left I cried myself to sleep.The next time you were away, the same happened, the.