Ab mai or bhabhi he ghar me thee.bhabhi ne aaj gulabi saree & blouse pahan rakha tha blouse me se bra jo ke creeme colour ki thi saf dikh rahi thi.mai...to control he nahi kar pa raha tha.per bhabhi ko kahta bhi to kya. Bhabhi boli thank you dever ji.maine kaha kis baat ka. Bhabhi boli mera bhi jane ka mude nahi tha.agar apki padhai distrub na ho to aaj movee chale.maine kaha chalo.per koi acchi movie to lag he nahi rahi hai sirf murder he lagi hui hai.bhabhi boli vo he chalte hai.mai chonk. And just like that, I was left unsatisfied and in desperate need of sexual release. Thankfully, the monster that had turned an innocent attack into a perverse sexual encounter was not done with me yet. Fuck! I yelped as something slipped past my lower lips. I was soaking wet and the slimy appendage easily slid into me. In moments, I was full to the point of bursting. I couldnt tell it the member that filled me was a tentacle or a cock, but I didnt care. All that mattered was that my pussy was. They talked and laughed over lunch, Daisy found him very funny and was reminded how witty he can be. After lunch Aaron as promised drove Daisy home and invited him in for a coffee. She had some coke in her wooden box and offered Aaron to rack some lines up in the kitchen. Aaron who stood around 6 ft tall was a handsome guy, Daisy was attracted to him but stopped herself from doing anything that might cause confusion. They chatted for the next two hours non stop, giggling like a couple of k**s,. Did I just agree to a fuckbuddy relationship, simply by exchanging phone numbers with this man who made my clit do jumping jacks just through pictures and online messages. “What the hell?”, this is not me. I laid on my bed, wondering what it would feel like for Anthony to be inside me at that moment. I rubbed my nipples gently, in circles, tugging at them every now and then, licking my lips, wondering just what he would taste like. “No!” I told myself over and over, its not you – you have.