At about that time I heard the upstairs toilet flush and Brandi came down the stairs. Her face and neck were a little flushed, from all of her orgasms... and her mother asked her if she was feeling ok. Brandi said, “I’m fine, why do you ask?” (Cool as a cucumber.) “Your face is flushed.”“I am a little constipated and I guess I was straining a bit to go to the bathroom, don’t worry I already took a laxative. I will be fine by morning,” (Still cool.)Her parents had no clue and we kept it that way.I. I failed miserably.One of her friends was a bombshell and matched the stats. Later she sent her picture in a crop-top. Gosh! She was more than enough for a man to wet his pants without even a touch. Her boobs looked so good and fleshy for a woman of late 20s.The actual fun started when she asked me to write the story on her behalf (after reading my blog). I tried to write it so many times but it lacked the required feel. Geetu was conservative and didn’t share her contact details. It was hard. She came over to me and kissed me deeply on my lips then she went over to Billy and kissed him just as deeply. She placed his hand on her breast as she kissed him. When she stood up she placed his hand on her freshly shaved pussy and let him feel her up for a full minute before she sat down.She looked at the meal that I had ordered for her and thanked me. We ate in silence for a few minutes and then Shellie started telling us that she thought that this new arrangement would work out very. Lekin maine usse sirf friendship ka samand rakhne ko kaha, wo meri baat maan gayi, Mera uske ghar pe aana-jaana laga raha,lekin ab tak meri taraf se koi kadam nahi badaya,mai chahata tha ki pahele wo hi kadam badaye.humari Dosti ko 10 din ho gaye the,ab humara riste me har baat ko lekar baat-sit hone lagi,sawal-sawal me usna muje kaha tum apna sex kaise control karte ho.maine sach me bataya kabhi-kabhi koi girlfriend/bhabhi mil hi jati hai,unhse sex karke kaam chalta hai,maine bhi pucha tum.