Dil ho jaay to hath bata lena. Muze yakin hai ki hamen dekh kar tera lund khada ho hi jayega.”Mein: Sharamana mat Jigar bhaiya, aur jald baji bhi na...karana. Sari rat padi hai hamare paas..Jigar: Nilu, mera man ab bhi nahin maanata ki tu….”Mein: Chhodo ye bat, ye kaho ki mein tum ko pasand hun ya nahin.Jigar; Pasand kyun na ho ? Itani sundar jo ho.Mein: Pasand hun to chodana nahin chahate ?Jigar: Vo bhi chahata hun, lekin tu mere dost ki wife ho, meri bahan jaisi.Mein: Aaj ye baten bhul jana.. I paid on the way out and made my way hurriedly toward the restrooms. All I could think of was how badly I had to go. As I opened the door and walked in, a man standing at the urinal gave me a strange look. All of the sudden it dawned on me. "Shit . . . I'm so sorry," I said and ran back out the door. I guess old habits are hard to break. I paused for a second before entering and swallowed hard before entering the women's restroom. When I walked around the corner I noticed a line. "Great" I. “First of all, I’m sorry about your husband, I was way outta line,” he said letting his voice dip as though out of some deep remorse. “Second of all, I call you that because you’re the prettiest woman in the whole neighborhood, and that is a proven fact,” he affirmed pointing his index finger at her. Shirley blushed in spite of herself but before she could say anything he continued. “Finally,” he said stepping forward and taking her in his arms, and then kissing her on the mouth. Shirley meekly. Stacey giggled and moaned as Karen's hands travelled her body and stopped at the little bright tattoo just above her pussy. Her fingers traced over the letters as she realized it was my initials. She turned and smiled at me before returning her attention to Stacey. She began fondling the golden hoops on her nipples as Stacey giggled.Stacey sat up, grabbed Karen's face with both hands and kissed her deeply. I tugged the towel off of Karen and her big, heavy breasts suddenly appeared. Her large.