I rarely ever watch sports at home other than to watch a major event and that is really more so I can invite people to over for a little party. Super ...owl for me is just one of those times, drinks, food, funny commercials and friends. For a few weeks my boyfriend, who is a Giants fan, has been trying to get me to bet with him about who will win the Super Bowl. I really did not care and just kept saying no. I think I just got tired of being asked to bet and said sure and if he lost he would have. Soon we were high and playing the card game and I lost the 1st game. So I removed my shorts as I was in hurry moreover I wasn’t wearing any accessories at that time. After 2nd game, shrishti was supposed to remove something and irrespective of wearing many accessories she removed her top. Susane- wow! You are a sports babe. *bite her lips*Shrishti- *winked*3rd game was lost by shrishti again and she removed her pants. After that, I had my dick hard enough to be noticed.Shrishti- someone is. This was my first trip to the city of Faridabad. My parents had rented the first floor of a double storied house. It was an old house with large verandahs and huge rooms. Our landlord, Harish was a young man in his early thirties. He was a clerk in the High Court and had inherited the bungalow from his deceased father, who was a famous High Court Lawyer of his time. Harish lived on the ground floor section with his wife Asha in her late twenties and a very sweet 5 year old daughter called. “Did Marcus tell you I’m here for two nights?” she continued, “I don’t want to waste either of them.”Despite the plying of alcohol, Mark suddenly found his voice dry, he was struck by just how easy this was playing out.“Well,” he said as he eyed off her cleavage, “Marcus sent me an address of a club he’d found. It’s a group called The Gathering.”Sharon felt her nipples harden at the idea of going to a club. This time it was Mark who leaned forward and whispered. “Problem is it’s thirty minutes.