Mara booba ak dam krak tha or us ka masalna sa or ful gaya tha .pir us na kich ka mari bra far de or mara nipplo ko moo ma la ka choosna lagha tho ma ...s ka sir pakar ka boobo pa dabana laghi ,pirus na mujko pura nangha kar dea or mujko dakhna lagha.or bola.bunty- sweet hart thum tho mari soch sa bhi jaydha saxey ho.i-acha ab ma bhabhi sa sweet hart ho gaye.bunty-aabhi tho dhakho kaya hotha ha .pir us na mari dono tangha chori kar de tho mari choot us ka samna kull ka aa gaye ,mari choot jaydha. “It was fine. When is the last time you had sex?” “Too long, probably 4 months, it really sucks.” I said as I thought about the last time I jacked off; it was yesterday.“Yes, it has been a while for me too.” Sandy said putting her hand on my leg. That is when I realized what she was suggesting. I could not believe it. I had never thought of her in that way. “Do you mean us? Have sex? Here? Now?”“Why not,” she said. “We are both adults and in need. Let’s help each other out.” She said standing. Responded to my mom saying she will come in 5 minutes. I placed a kiss on her lips and went away telling her saying we will continue this next time. After that incident she used to come to our home daily for watching serial without any hesitation. Day by day I was getting mad about her. I was mastrubating thinking of her fucking hard. Finally the day which I was waiting for came soon.One day I came late to my home at that time I saw geetha watching TV alone. I asked her about my mom. She. The point would come when Fiona would just be too old, and they’d find someone else to follow. Maybe that point had already been reached.“Washed out and on the scrap-heap at eighteen?” she mused. “Not if I can help it.”She thought about the sort of things she and her female friends talked about when they were online together or in the wine bars they were now old enough to frequent (legally). Clothes and makeup, sure, but more often it was sex. She knew everything about her friends’ sex lives;.