I decided to take his tight jeans off to make him comfortable,but he was dead to the world and i was having trouble so i decided to have my wife help ...e she relunctantly came tohelp he was wearing long boxer type underwear i am pretty sure she caught a glimps of his cock cause i heard her gasp,i adjusted his shorts so he was properly covered,i told marta that i was going to walk to the corner store to get me a tall boy,i asked if she would get steve some sheets to cover with and i quickly. Just trying to shake herself a little, she was suddenly wide awake as she realized she couldn't move... opening her mouth to scream she realized that it was already open and stuffed full with some kind of clothe. Her mouth was dry as she saw a figure looming above her in the dark... it was that figure's hands which were so lightly touching her breasts with his fingertips, raising goose bumps over the large expanse of flesh and making her nipples hard.Each of her wrists and ankles were bound to. Exhausted, I fell asleep in that position. Of course, the messy details of my waking up with a shrivelled penis and a used condom are unimportant.* * *After what I saw, I was excited about going up to the attic to peek on my wonderful s!sters. It was no longer a matter of who they were. I wasn't touching them, so it all seemed OK. It was just a harmless fantasy.Unfortunately, for weeks, nothing happened. It was quite boring watching Robyn listening to music and Becky reading. Back to the. “Yaar Riya. I don’t know what to do with Armaan. He is in love with me. But you know my weakness for guys. Today I was making out with Siddharth, one of my friend and Armaan hit him from behind thinking that he was forcing himself on me. I need you help in this.” Shanaya spoke in one flow.“How can I help you in this?” I looked at her, confused.“By converting his love into lust.” She smiled.“I don’t understand.” I tried to make out what she just said.“Well, I want you to seduce him and make out.