I broke my wrist free and tried to push him away and suddenly our eyes travelled to the same place. In anger my saree pallu had fallen off reveling my...heavy brown breasts heaving inside a black blouse. My mangalsutra was shaking with the heavy breaths I was taking.I tried taking the pallu again but Raj held it instead of my wrist and pulled it. My saree freed from its waist tuck suddenly was in his hands. I could not believe that in a domestic fight my husband was stripped me.”give my saree. Deb sunk down and suddenly, I felt her wet pussy lips sliding against the shaft of my dick!“Fuck me baby” she moaned to me with a CFM face.I needed no further encouragement. Deb was already in a cowgirl position, all prepped from peeing, and she lifted herself up to allow me to position my dick straight up towards her glory hole. As my dickhead touched her pussy lips and sunk to the tip of the pussy entrance, we both moaned together, pleasured to the max by this new feeling we’ve never. ”Heather’s stomach knotted as Trish’s perceptive gaze burned into her. Her campaign manager was like a bulldog when she caught the scent of trouble. With her so close to seeing those explicit images of her fucking Sean, desperation clawed at Heather’s throat. What happened next was due as much to her survival instinct as a latent desire for her friend.With Trish’s hand hot on hers, Heather pulled her close, her arm circling around Trish’s neck. Kissing her hard, she allowed her fear to reignite. Well, you did say you were cynical, Steve. Hmm, s’pose so. Talking of Steve, how’s your brother, Little Steve? Oh, he’s… annoying as usual, I guess. He stacked up a load of empty boxes and proudly proclaimed it was a skyscraper before knocking it over and roaring, saying he was Godzilla. So, business as usual, I guess! Yeah. Well, there you. Hey, look at the time- nearly midnight. Well, that’s early for us. Damn, it’s quiet down here. You’re downstairs then? Uhuh. And everyone else is upstairs?.