Pehle to time se aa Jaati thi. Thoda wait kiya. Ki shayd late ho gyi ho. Meri gaand alag phat ri ki kahi bata to ni kiya bhnchd. Phone krte bhi dar la... rha ki na jane kya sunne ko mile. Phir 11 bje Maine phone kiya. Mansi ne Hi uthya. Maine poocha aayi q ni? Boli Mummi bank gyi h to bola h jab tk main wapas na aa jau Ghar ko khali mat chhodna. Meri jaan me jaan aayi. Main uske Ghar ni gya. Qki uska chota Bhai bhi tha wo salaa kabhi bhi andar ghus aata tha chutiya.To Maine phir 12 bje phone. It took us 2-3 weeks (over chat, phone and met couple of times) in fully knowing each other and aditi started sharing some of the most intimate details with me including how her husband used to treat her like a self-centred, egoistic male. He never gave importance to her sexual desires. I hate those males who mindlessly command over wives! I believe in sharing responsibilities and making sure a female gets equal importance in all walk of life.Aditi and I met in a café near indiranagar for the. I just had to smile to hide the blush from my cheeks. ‘I’m fine, Josh, really.’ With a wave, I jogged out of the climbing arena. I didn’t give him a chance to press on the matter further. I wasn’t in the mood for talking about it either anyway. Well obviously, I’m not over forgetting Bryce. I’m not even sure when I will be. My mind was in turmoil as I entered the empty locker room. Since no one else was there, considering it was well into the lunch hour, I took the liberty of letting my sweaty. Again I noticed the contrasts between us. My white hands against her dark lips. I loved every minute and my growing cock ached to plunge into her. She came quickly and I was quite pleased with myself. She put down the magazine and sighed. She told me how much she loved to cum and wanted more. I told her I wanted to feel her pussy and told her to spread her legs for me. She smiled at me and looked at my cock. She stroked it a few times and tasted it and then laid back and invited me in. I.