Prakash bhaiya used to often travel for work purposes out of the station. Everything was going fine and as usual, I never had any bad intentions for R...cha bhabhi though she was a beautiful and a busty woman. I respected her and could never think of her in a bad way.One day Prakash bhaiya called me to their place. He told me that we need to go to marriage so can I be with Vedansh for some time to which I agreed. I could see Richa bhabhi and bhaiya having some discussion. I went to Richa bhabhi. Never-the-less, my breeches were becoming highly uncomfortable, and I unlaced them and pulled off my shirt, affecting nonchalance in case either of the current lovers happened to be looking.Neither was, as evidenced by the gasping and moaning I could hear; suddenly Isabela shouted, her body stiffening, and I recognised the familiar signs of the pirate's crashing orgasm. Oblivious, lost in his own pleasure, Aedan just kept going, drawing her orgasm out, and leaving her a quivering, whimpering. I grabbed at a towel as I dashed to reach the phone, my wet, naked body leaving a trail of water drops along the way. I was able to answer the phone before the caller hung-up, my voice breathy from the short sprint.“Hello?” I answered as I put the phone to my ear, my head to one side as I used both hands to wrap my towel around me.“Hey, Babe! It’s me!” the excited voice of my husband greeted. “Guess what? It happened! I got the job!” I squealed in delight for him, as this promotion meant. It was little difficult for her to do that but she somehow managed the same. Then, I asked her to tie some rubber bands around her boobs and her nipples as well. She said it would pain, Then I shouted on “Kutiya, jo bol raha ho wo kar”.She then tied rubber bands around her boobs. Because of the bands, the boobs were now turning red and she being white, they were now looking like the cherry on pineapple cake.then I asked her to get some chocolate syrup and pour it over her body.She did the same..