”“Occasionally together, Jax.”“Not together. Yes, at the same time. But in separate houses.”“While we text each other--”“About the mov...e we are watching.”“Sure.”“Quigley, is that not what we do?”“Maybe I'm mistaken, but when we were watching Gattaca a couple months ago, I don't remember a hand job featured on the screen. But I do recall receiving your text, which involved an eggplant emoji and a brown hand performing a Vulcan salute.”“I will allow that there weren’t many brown hands in. My name is Chetan Sharma and in this story, I am going to tell you about how I had sex with my best friend.So, the story begins. My best friend’s name is Sneha. She is 5 ft 5 inches tall, fair colour, with normal boob size which is not so big and has a great perfect ass. Whenever she wears tight jeans, I just look at her ass as she walks and it gives me a hard-on.We both had a soft corner for each other. But I never accepted my feelings in front of her neither did she as she had a boyfriend.. “Whoa,” Trevor said, unable to pick any other words.He held his halberd with trembling handles, feeling like it was a rabid animal in his grip. He swung down with the halberd like he was performing a beheading, and the moment the blade touched the ground, it was like a mortar round had gone off. A chest-thumping explosion sent dirt and rock flying in all directions. Before, he would have simply buried his weapon in the soil. Now he was staring into a crater the size of a bathtub. Yet, just as. I decided to let them have their way, and I found asleep yet again. I didn’t doubt for a second now that they were mine and I was theirs. It was a moment of perfect delight, so why spoil it by refusing their offered affections?At last, of course, I awoke for good, rising to piss, and that was when I felt someone fondle me from behind. I felt soft, round orbs that could only be breasts against my back, as their owner kissed the back of my neck and spread my cheeks to play with my asshole. As I.