Mai samajh gaya ki ab mai apni Didi ki choot me bhi pana lund pel sakta hun. Hum log thori der tak bate karte rahe aur rat ka khana khaya . Kareeb adh... ghante ke bad mere sharer me ek ajeeb si shurshurahat hone lagee aur mujhko laga ki mera lund mera pant phar dega. sab soo gaye aur mai bhi apni Didi ke sath sone ke liye apne kamare me chala aaya. Kamare me aakar hum aur Didi baten karne lage.aur baten karty karty hum leat gay ,Didi ne mujhe apne se lipta kar mujh kas kar chum liya aur boli,. Good girl. She kept this up for a time then she said her mouth was getting sore. Aren't you going to fuck me? Oh you bet I am especially now you've told me you want it. I stood her up pulled down her tights and knickers exposing her little tuft of hair. I ran my fingers through it, found her pussy hole and dipped my finger inside. She let out a moan when I touched her. She was quite wet but I wanted to make sure she was ready for me. I got her to kneel on the bed and got down on my knees. Before either of them could do anything though, another guy came in and the first guy slid back into the tub. I detected that old sparkle in my wife's eyes, the sparkle I used to see when we had one of our 'friends' visit us. I didn't think anything else about it, till later that afternoon when we were topping up our tans on a couple of loungers. Suddenly Hazel nudged me. “That's him,” she said. I gave her a quizzical look and she said it was the guy from the hot tub. I looked across the pool. It was a three way tie.We held each other and cried. We did not complain to anybody. Next day, Protima lifted her frock and showed us the deep bruising on her chest and said, it was still hurting her. I regretfully touched her breasts with passion. For some unknown reason both of our body shivered. I felt so good to touch them. Protima closed her eyes. Shahed probably was the matured one among us, he quickly dispersed us and advised we should not be touching a girl’s chest.But in me, I.