. Slowly she slides the zip down your trousers and you raise you arse so she can pull your trousers round your ankles…. Now all that’s covering yo...r cock is a pair of tented shorts…. She runs her finger nails over the outline sending shivers down your spine….. Quietly she whispers ‘lean your head back and close your eyes’…. Slowly you do as she says…. Feeling her hand stroking your cock through the material, you feel her hand move to the waistband of your shorts and pull them off your thick. I carried her to bed and started to kiss all over her body. I removed my shirt and took one of her big boob on my mouth.She was moaning “ya manoj our joor se dabavo our zoor se”. After a 15 min of play i asked her” bhabhi aage kya karna hai?”. She laughed at me ,by holding my chin she said “bholu raam” and slipped her short with her panty. My eyes kept open by seeing her cleanly shaved vagina. I started to play with her clit, she stopped me and told me to use my tongue not the finger.I started. It changed because like a flash of heat lightning on a summer night, it came to me that Margaret (Belle) Wilson seemed absolutely committed to my well being and future success. How this came to pass and why it happened so suddenly, I haven’t the slightest clue. I knew right then that this was another case of fate slapping me upside the head to get my attention.After the fireworks display, the three of us strolled around the park as the revelers wound down. I tried to think of a time I had been. Putting his cock back into her mouth he started fucking her mouth. Thrusting in and out of her mouth. Sometimes he put his cock to far down her throat and she choked a bit. It was amazing how much cock she could take before choking however.. She could really deep throat. Her nose could be in his pubic hair and she still was not choking.Frank kept saying. “Oh that is good. That's good. Oh, use your tongue like that.”I could tell she was giving him an excellent blow job.I remembered something.