Marie shook her head, laughed and explained to Viv, “He means PTSD. They’re both extra special morons when they get like this.” Angelina looked...at Viv and said, "Two grown men throwing a temper tantrum. You believe this, Viv? You see what I had to put up with when they were growing up? I can't tell you how many times they sat in those same chairs, as a punishment, for something stupid they got themselves into. Sometimes I think they're both not right in the head." She turned to Marie and said,. I stood up and pulled my aching cock out.She gave me an evil grin."No... not ye,t baby."I was losing my mind. My cock was throbbing, the swollen head pulsing purple, and my balls ached. I stroked myself."No, no, no... not until I say so,” she said as she wagged her finger at me.I let go and stood there with my swollen cock as she reached over with one finger and scooped up the liquid seeping out the tip. She ran her finger over the head, making it wet with pre-cum, and then took her hand. But I just went with the flow.Me: What??Disha: I know my qualities, you nincompoop.Me: Okay. (I didn’t know how to respond to this)Disha: Don’t you think I have a good ass??I was being opportunistic. I requested her to turn around, then I gathered some balls to touch her ass. I pressed it and exclaimed, “Not bad at all.”She teasingly slapped me. We were just gazing at each other’s eyes now. Then I kissed her. It was such a passionate kiss. My hands moved towards her hot ass. I pressed them hard. But I silently overheard Iqbal and Shiva conversing.“Bhai Shiva! Kaise bolu yaar! Ayushman sir kitne lucky hain! Kya biwiyaan hai”.“Haa yaar Iqbal aur humein dekho! Kya ukhada hai humne. Ache khase handsome police waalein hai fir bhi koi ladki bhau nahi deti” I silently giggled.“Bhai tujhe pata sir ki tarah mai bhi apni behan se pyaar karta tha. Lekin uski shaadi ho gayi aur wo log foreign me hain. But I found a new love in my 36 year old aunt, Rubina, my father’s baby sister.” Iqbal confessed..