I was really happy and loved making and having the coffee in my lingerie.When I went back into the room Sally Anne was buried between Justine's legs t...tally covered by the petticoat and once again Justine was in the throws of an orgasm.After coffee we went up to the computer and downloaded the images. Justine agreed to us using all but 2 images, which had one that showed her face very clearly and another, which was too x-rated. We showed her what we had done so far and the sexy images we had. Stan loved her. She knew that, knew it with every fibre of her being. ‘Don’t I?’ she thought. ‘He loves me. He really does, and the fact that he’s with Denise, rutting with her, fucking her doesn’t change that does it?’ Anne actually felt annoyed with herself. Her thoughts were normally controlled, disciplined. Now they were running away from her. ‘I don’t really think like that,’ she told herself. ‘Stan and Denise can make love and Stan can still love me. Will still love me. Does still love. By that she knew how close I was with varun and started to shiver a little bit. She started saying don’t believe all this stuff and told how badly she loves my brother and how badly she wants to be part of our rich family (lol) and said she will be my bhabhi very soon and almost like a second mother.I was smiling wen she was requesting me like a kid. My dick already knew that I was going destroy her pussy tonight and only thing I was thinking was how to make sure I make utilize the whole. Me: Do something…like?Riyaz had no answer. He knew he was no match for the muscle power of Afreen’s family. And at the same time, he doesn’t want to sit here. After a brief pause, I said:“Relax. I’ve thought about your problem sometime back and have a solution”My mind raced back in time –Riyaz and I were batch mates during our college days and Afreen used to stay with her aunt his neighbourhood. Afreen belongs to a rich and a politically connected family in rural UP. Riyaz belongs to a lower.