For the rest of the day I found myself periodically bringing her to mind and looking forward to her account of her nocturnal fancies. It was obviously...of a sexual nature and as my home sex life was in a bit of a lull at the time, I planned to extract the most I could from the situation.I didn’t have long to wait. The very next day we, by chance, elected to take our morning coffee break at the same time. Disappointingly there were several others that chose the same period so we were not able to. Bhabi na apni kameez par hath rakh kar boli bol tujha apni izat pyare hai ya nahi agar toona wasa na keya jasa maina kaha to mai ghar main shor macha doon ge is na maree izat lootna ki koshish ki hai tujha ghar sa dheka mar kar bahir nikal deya jaa ga, becha mai devor g karta be to kaya bola acha bolo muha kaya karna hai, bhabi boli mujha chodna para ga, maina kaha agar mai asa na karoon to bhabi boli hamasha ka leya is ghar sa toon to gaya apa saman bandh la or bola to mai tare help kar datee. I got hold of his cock and started sucking it. Girish started moaning oh ya baby you are good.After 5 minutes, Girish came over me and spread my legs. I got an idea what is coming next. I looked at his face and said: “Girish I don’t want you to fuck me.” He kissed my lips. I can feel his cock touching my balls. He was kissing my lips, eyes, neck, ear. I am moaning and closed my eyes. Girsh lifted my right leg and started cuddling over my body. I was feeling good. I can feel his cock rubbing my. ‘So, Dan, who’d you vote for?’ I queried, trying to steer clear of the lawyer joke miasma. Well, no sooner had I launched my innocent obligatory conversational opening than did our resident angry (relatively) young man go ballistic. His eyes bulged and his face reddened as he snapped his scowling visage to face me. ‘Are you insinuating that there is something humorous about my political views?’ he growled, menacingly. Really. Menacingly. ‘Why, of course not!’ I slowly replied, recalling his.