You both are looking very beautiful, where did you hide all this beauty from my eyes all these days?)Rajitha: Ma dresses venuka daachamu le kaani, ink... veldaama? Late avthundi? (Behind our dress man, and I think we are getting late for the freshers. Shall we move?)So, as usual, the program was going on a good swing. And my mind was pretty much disturbed by the beauty of the two bitches. My way of looking at them completely changed on that day. Even those two bitches were enjoying this change in. I had never kidded myself that I was in any way emotional about Becky, so whatever she got up to on Friday evening was her business. I just took advantage of a willing and beautiful body. A month went by, and the Friday evening ‘viewings’ happened twice more. I had decided that the next time it happened I was going to tell her that was it. Serendipity, chance, call it what you will, anyway it happened. On the Wednesday afternoon before the Friday I had determined to talk to Becky, my doorbell. ”“I don’t, but I’d like to get to know the new one, if you two don’t mind.”“As long as you get to know us too, right Moe?”“Definitely,” Moe grinned.“Definitely,” Li grinned wider.“Do you need to call your aunt?” Joe asked her.“Only if I stay the night.”“Call her,” both Moe and Cheryl said, making everyone at the table laugh.Everyone included Joanne and Essie, Joanne sitting close to Joe, and Essie beside her. Joe looked for Essie’s reaction immediately, and found, to his happy surprise, that. My brother had been muttering, as always, and as the pleasure overtook me, I closed my eyes for a second, reopening them only when I heard my brother snap at me.Snap at me? Was my brother talking to me? I reopened my eyes, but before I could ask what he’d said, my attention was drawn back to his huge, beautiful cock.Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke. Breathe in, breathe out. Relax, Hannah. Relax. Let your worries float away, I told myself. Just relax, and focus on your brother’s cock ... don’t.