”Then bhabhi opened her blouse and I started to drink her milk, I sucked her watermelon sized boobs and sucked every drop of her milk.After she said... “wow! mera bachcha, you give me awesome relax.”Then she advised to meet all and gave food to them, I went to farm and meet all and served the food given by bhabhi, then I came back to home, that time bhabhi prepared to bathe, so I sat on courtyard to watch her bathing, her tummy was some big from before, she rubbed and cleaned every inches of her. All were password protected. I had not expected it to be easy, it almost never is, and decided I needed to make some friends. In most places I infiltrated I was the quiet new guy and in most of those places there was somebody that wanted me to join in with the gang. That was the person checking me out to see if their secrets were safe with me. I gave my reluctant non-participant speech and retreated deeper into my personal shell. Eventually someone similar to me would seek me out. In the. Only our game, with mom, was much more fun. Each of us masturbated on his own, with even less embarrassment than the first time, without hesitating to take a look at what the other was doing and what conditions he was in. I could easily tell when my mom particularly liked a video of the speed of her hand on his penis, a hand she no longer hid, buried in her pants, no, now they were a little bit down, so I had a distant view of the tuft of my mother. She, she could easily say that I was enjoying. That was an understatement. Anyway, after a couple more drinks, the French girl asked if I was having a party at my flat. Before I could reply, my ex suggested we should go back to mine. All of us! Including the young geeky guy! I had nothing else to do so, in a cab we went. I lived on the 21st floor of a block of flats, and the lift was working. By the time we got into my flat, I didn't know what was going to happen. I was in my place with a hot French woman and my sexy-looking ex. And the.