Over the years, when one of them had a boyfriend and the other didn't, they would sometimes share their boyfriends with each other for these difficult...times. After Mandy broke up with her boyfriend several months ago, Julie told me about their sharing arrangement and asked me if I would help her friend out in her times of need.“How can I refuse a request like that?” I remember replying. Julie told me, “I hadn't yet gotten around to telling you Mandy needed you again this morning. That's why I. She took my whole cock right to the hilt and her hands moved round to my arse cheeks and caressed my butthole before plunging what felt was her whole arm but was more than likely just two fingers up my ring piece. I thought I was already hard until she did that, most of my blood rushed to my cock which felt like a block of engorged stone and my legs buckled. As I looked across at the elderly gentleman who had by now finished cleaning his cock and was busy fingering the passenger showing me her. "This isn't the place to have this conversation.When we get home, then we can talk some more."I nodded as people walked around like everything in their world wasnormal. I began to think that it wasn't normal to allow someone like meto even consider to use the potty. Sure, it was going to be a baby'spotty, but given the size of the adult ones I didn't think I had a lot ofoptions. She wasted no time in turning on the car with the airconditioner running while she unloaded the bags of items into. I asked her about her life in general.“Bohot thak jaati hu Rohan, bohot kaam hota hai (I get so exhausted these days, there is so much work to do),” she sighed.I felt a little bad for her, but the next moment I saw an opportunity in this. I knew I had her trust now, she knew well about my massaging skills and we were more intimate.“Bhabhi, back massage karu? Bohot better feel karoge aap! (Do you want me to give you a back massage, you’ll feel a lot better!)” I suggested.“Nahi nahi, ese hi theek.