??Tho kehti haa phir mene kha tho raat me ap log kya karte the tho didi boli chod kuch or baat krle ye mt puch mujse phir mene di ko bola bolo na kyaa...ap ab khush nhi ho kyaaThodi rone lagi mene di ke gaal pe kiss kari or bola didi ap roo mt abi apka bhai zinda hai apko pati ka sukh mai duga or didi ki smooch leli kuch der bad di ne aasu poche or boli aady tu bot acha hai or ye bolke mera lund pakad liya ab mene di ko kapde utaaarne ko bola tho di ne apni t-shirt utaaar ke fek di or niche se. ” “He’s still a guy and guys are pigs!” Vicky retorted. “You’ve got to forget that bastard you were married to. Not all men are evil! You’re only 23, don’t get hard hearted now; wait until you’re older to be miserable.” June stated. It went quiet and I scooted into my room before I would get caught. Man! I thought. I realized I had a partial erection. All the bra and breast talk got me excited, especially with two women in the house without bras on. Later that night when I went to bed, I. Trisha worked the base of his dick, while I began to work his shaft. We sucked, fondled, licked nipped and bit at him until he was begging for release. We alternated positions and I was now milking his balls for all I was worth, I wanted him to cum all over Trisha’s pretty mounds of flesh. So as she licked him up and down like a lollipop, I rolled and tongued his balls. I reached over to Trisha’s head and forced her down on his manhood. The resulting grunt from Robert was what I was searching. We were now craving for each other’s bodies. We planned to meet in Delhi during the summer of ’15. We had been in a long-distance relationship for a couple of years now.We had kept our spark through a lot of sexting, phone sex, and constant communication. The good old college days that a lot of you would be able to relate to I am sure. Our mantra was you do me as I do you.Before I start narrating the story, let me describe Priyanka. She is 27 years old hot bomb, with a light dusky complexion.