Her husband is away, and she’s just 46.Priya: But still…Rohit: If you are not feeling well, let’s go downstairs. You can have them explain once ...hey are done.Priya is still not going away. Watching us fuck, she was groping herself. Rohit came from behind and slowly caught her off guard.Rohit: So! It seems like you have an interest, huh!Priya: It’s not like that. But watching them seems arousing.Rohit: (slowly groping her boobs) So you like that, huh! Do you also want to get one?Priya: Bhaiya!. Companion, if you will. We live together and she shares my bed regularly. We all reserve the right to fuck each other whenever we wish,” I stipulated now as we drank more Merlot.“Except that you and I don’t, of course. Since I’m straight,” Steve clarified, feeling a bit uneasy about the whole bi guy angle.“Don’t worry, the gay sex is a Rick and Bruno Show, man. You’re quite safe from any buggery, dude, trust me. You’ll be fine,” Rick reassured him now.“That’s good to know. Anyway, other than. Me and him were excited to having a chick coming over and smoking with us plus it was a hot chick. The possibilities were endless. I went upstairs to grab the pot and hitter, and a blanket for siting out in the yard since it was almost 1:30am. We went into the garage and lit up. I took the first hit of the night and it was sure to not be the last. Me and Vick passed it for a while until Mandy walked in quietly a little bit late, but none the less made it. We let her hit the pipe a few times. I lay there staring at the ceiling for a few minutes trying to figure out what I had just heard. “Does my mother want me to fuck her?” I thought. “How could that be?” I raked my hands through my hair to avoid absentmindedly rubbing my cock. “Why did Jimmy have me find out like this… or at all?” My hard-on was threatening a revolution if I didn't rub one out, and I was trying so hard not to give in as thoughts swirled around in my head. After what seemed like forever but was likely only about.