Main tere number pe unka number message kar deta hun.”Fir Kishore ne drive karte karte hi mere phone pe dadaji ka number bhej diya. Aur bola, “Pho...e karke bol de ki tu taiyaar hai.” Maine dadaji ka number save kar ek nakli call karne ka dikhaaya. Aur Kishore ko boli ki woh iss samay phone nahin utha rahe hain.Aur ye ki main ghar jaakar phir se koshish karungi. Toh Kishore bhi maan gaya. Uske dimaag mein pakke se paise hi chal rahe the. Kuch der mein hum mere ghar pahunch gaye. Mujhe yahaan aaye. ”“What? You gave the other a blow job and didn’t let Rita and I watch? Now you’ll have to give each other another one so was can see it,” she mildly protested and kissing him again.“Actually I think the video camera was still on and recorded it all for you.”Susan and Rita cuddled to Andrew and alternated kisses with him and each other. They lipped the halter of their dresses over their head letting it fall to the floor. He smiled admiring the two married women he was about to fuck in front of. The suckling lips of Ben and Derek on her nipples excited her. Steadily, surely, inexorably the pleasure built throughout her body until her belly and thighs shivered and quivered with her first small orgasm.Brett lowered Lisa’s bent legs to the bed and moved from between her thighs. Derek and Ben paused their nipple suck, waiting to see what would happen next. The cocks of all four men were hard and stretched fully erect. Jack climbed onto the bed and knelt in front of Lisa’s splayed snatch.. Finally that day came, we did the same set up of looking into an album after work.She came in and we both sat down in my office again, starting to look through the album, both wanting it to be done knowing what would happen after it. When we finally finished the album we closed it and put it aside. Turned to each other and both smiling like little k**s not knowing what to do. But that was quickly over. We started to french-kiss and our hands started to explore our body's. I quickly moved to.