Garmi ka din hone eke karan sab log chat par so rahe the tabhi halki halki barish hone lagi sab loge neeche chale gaye lekin main sota raha meri aankh...nahin khuli.fir barish do minute mein hi band ho gayi, thodi der baad jab mujhe baathrom laga to maine dekha ki sab loge neche chale gaye the sirf main aur bhabhi chhat par thi .main baathrom kar ke jab aaya to maine dekha ki bhabi ka dupatta hata hua tha aur unke bobs bilkul saaf dikh rahe the mera lund to bus bekabo hone laga lekin maine. I used to be in a gang, but not anymore.We have been together for about 3 years and she is the coolest girl I have ever met. If I see a homeboy that I am attracted to and she agrees, she helps me seduce them into our bed!My sexual fantasies with other homeboys started when I started middle school. I told her that I always wanted to be with another homie and that I wanted her to help me seduce the homie that I wanted.See I am straight looking & acting. Even though I am not in a gang anymore, I. Her tits practically hung in my face but I wasn’t interested. I thought I would die from the pain. I just clutched my balls and moaned. Eventually, she helped me into her chair and then started to stuff herself back into her clothing.”Please don’t tell anyone,” she begged. “My husband would kill me if he found out. And I don’t think your mom would be too happy either. Please, Ben….”I just started shuffling towards the door and didn’t look back. When I finally got home, he was there. He listened. This nightie had a plunging neckline. I could see her cleavage well and her mangalsutra embedded in it.My dick became hard and I started to rub my penis. Suddenly I realized some movement near mom. It was our neighborhood boy Aziz who was our family friend for several generations. He was my elder sister Anitha’s boyfriend and had visited our home many times.I was pretty sure that Anitha had lost virginity to him. Aziz was a slim guy and was wearing a t-shirt and a lungi. He put on a small stool.