Oh, God," he caught her up in his arms, hugging her tight. It was like hugging someone who had spent too much time outside on a cold day. "I've missed...you so much." Her arms wrapped around him, squeezing in reply.When he let her go there were tears in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks. She looked like she was crying, too. She reached out and brushed his tears from his face with a touch as gentle as a breath. "I don't get it get it. I mean, are you here here, or do you have to..." He had. As I and Priya were neighbors, we got along well. She comes to my flat or calls me to her flat for tea snacks. Her husband comes late from work, and her children live in the school hostel. Even Aditi’s children were in the same school as Priya as they were good friends. Both their husbands were business partners as well.Although both were sexy ladies, I never saw both of them with lusty eyes. But I was not aware they were planning something with me. One fine day, Priya called me and invited me. The worst punishment is when She ignores me though. Then I know I've reallyupset Her. She normally spanks me afterwards, but to be honest with myself,the spanking is a relief. Sometimes she glances at the riding crops, then at me, smiles and shakesher head slightly, as if now is not the time. I daren't ask, daren't make asound. I would like to say that I am not obsessed with the crops, but I can't. Thereis nothing else to focus on on the walls. Like right now. She has asked me to wait here for. They were in firm embrace and Nisha moved in a circular motion in Russell’s waist. She was coming and loving it. Russell also thrust and I thought at this time I should sneak out and went to the next room and was watching through the slightly ajar door.Russell’s ability to maintain an erection and avoid cuming too quickly allowed Nisha to have a succession of orgasms. Russell too was about to cum and the gentleman that he was asked Nisha if he could cum inside her. Nisha simply said yes.