I and Latha met near the mall and we planned to go for Oganekal because that is the place which is safe and for enough for oneday and we moved in puls...r of mine and we reached hosur and went near hotel to have breakfast and me and Latha sat next to me in chudidhar and when she bent to sit I saw the sexy black bra and I told her Latha black ha and for my suprise latha said yours is ash color na and I told ya and how did you know then she said I saw when you were doing toilet over therwe laughed. Had the swap actually happened, or was it just some twisted dream, a product of my strange obsession? I didn't know, couldn't tell any longer. What was real and what was fantasy? The one person who could have helped, who could have confirmed whether the swap had actually taken place, was gone, unable to anchor my grasp of reality. The stories continued, but even they were no longer any help. My lingerie stash, destroyed in a fit of frustrated rage then carefully rebuilt many times, was a. Two months after dad and sis were killed I was dreaming. There was a girl at school I liked and she was almost as sexy to look at as mom. In my dream she had become sexually aroused and was fumbling with my pants. Before long she had my pants down to my ankles with her lips surrounding my turgid cock. Her mouth was hot and wet as she pumped her face up and down my rigid cock. I felt her fingers clutching my balls gently squeezing and caressing them. My breath was coming in harsh gasps as she. Pete lay on his back with his legs still spread. His cock was so hard and he had a string of Carter's cum on his thigh that landed there when Carter withdrew his dick from Pete. All three let what had just occurred sink in as they caught their breath.Pete was the first to speak. "Carter... That felt amazing."Carter laughed once, glad that his friend had enjoyed the experience. Carter certainly had. "Glad to hear it, buddy. You were great." He looked down at his friend on his back, noticing his.