When I was back with Marie I enjoyed our time together immensely, and my desire to be fucked by two (or more) men for hours on end would fade. I liked...having it as a secret, occasional fantasy while publicly being in a committed relationship with a beautiful woman. After graduation, I followed her back to the west coast, where she grew up, and we moved in together. We were happy for almost a year. We both had decent jobs that weren't overly-stressful, plenty of friends, and we still had great. I kissed it softly, amazed at how tender the flesh felt. I felt his hands cupping my ears and pulling me down. Without a choice, I opened my mouth and let him enter me. He pulled me down and down and down… the flesh of his cock entering me deeply. I kept my mouth closed, not wanting to admit that I was doing this. I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear a small moan escape from his lips as my tongue swirled along the underside of his cock. He pulled me back up and pushed me back down. I was. It also did what eyes couldn't see. It massaged the muscles inside her throat. It made them strong and supple, a rippling tunnel of delight, straight down her gullet.As if pulling at it, the ring had stretched her hair until it danced around her face in a frame of silver curls.The sweetest cloud of platinum seduction.By now her shoulders bathed in the greenish light. It rubbed her clavicles into gracious fragility. It stretched her shoulders, widening them to make room for her pièces de. • B: Mere jaisi? Aisa kya hai mujh mai?.• M: aap beautiful ho caring ho kind ho lovely ho and perfect gf ban sakti ho.• B: oh my god Vikky. Aisi to kaha dhoondhne jaoge?• M:pata nahi aapki koi sister nahi hai?• B: nahi hai varna teri shaadi kara deti I too like u kitne friendly ho and caring too..• M: omg bhabhi thanks.• B: chalo muje nind aa rahi hai aur sir dookh raha hai.• M: okay bhabhi mai aapke sar ko massage kar deta hu baadmai aap so jaao.• B: okay chalo . Bhabhi took me to her bed room.