Toh maine dekha Barun unhe taad raha tha. Maine usse puchha toh woh bola, “Bhai kitni maal auntiya hai mann kar raha koi ek mil jaye toh bass maza a... jaye.”Main use hass ke bola, “Tu harami hai saale woh mummy ki friends hai.” Woh hass ke bola, “Sale teri mummy pe thodi line maar raha hu.” Hum fir waapas room mein jaa kar baatein karne lage.Fir ek din maine dekha Barun mummy ko college se ghar le kar aa raha tha meri bike pe aur dono khoob haste hue andar ghuse. Maine puchha toh woh bola, “Yaar. On one of the downward plunges my foot slid on the carpet and my crotch slapped down all the way to the chair seat. A startled yelp issued from my mouth as I fell and was impaled on the rigid rubber prong. I just sat there, my cunt lips and asshole squashed against the chair seat, the cock buried in my belly and my entire cunt pit burning with astonishment.to rub my crotch back and forth on the chair, delighting in the stimulation of my clit and the way the cock was jolted around inside me.I. I’m glad you told me before we got anymore serious. I wish I could tell you something, but I really can’t come up with anything right now.”I refilled my coffee cup and sat looking at the wall across the shack. I wanted to break the silence, I wanted to ask a hundred questions, Slowly it sank in Sarah unlike me had to do the right thing every fucking time. She might be trying to experiment in her forties. To compensate for her her forced straight life in her twenties. She couldn’t justify. It got very quiet. Thank goodness you broke the silence when you said; “Did you get all the rain drops off of your boobs?” I looked down, opened up my shirt and said, “I think so, what do you think?” You came closer and looked down my shirt and shocked me some more when you told your friend to come closer and look. I laughed and grabbed your hand and put it down my shirt. “Does it still feel wet?” “Nope not anymore, but I bet you soon will be in your pants.” We all laughed. I stood up and.