.. come and give this lady your male opinion” Megan demanded of me.“If he likes a pair ... choose the other” my wife teasingly advised.The other...lady laughed at my wife’s humorous advice at my expense.“Oh ... is he that good?” she asked then added “Hi ... my name is Celeste ... pleased to meet you both”.“Well Tony ... what do you think?” asked Megan.Celeste was currently trying on a pair of black high heels with a single thin strap across the toes and a single strap around the. This was his move as he texted me the face with the tongue.We headed out, and he said "lets make that move, your tits are so hot", i was horny and excited. I've fucked a few of my husbands friends before, so this was nothing new, but this guy was a typical army asshole, with his hooah bullshit.I saw he was wearing his army uniform belt with his jeans, i said 'loser" , he then pulled out his dick, it was hard and he had than look like fuck me or i'll snap. I pulled the car over smiling and began. He was lounging back on the chair at his desk, looking at his desktop. Smiling, still memories from Sowmya’s visit were playing back in his mind, and he had a naughty smile playing on his face.It was late in the evening and Borah was still at office finishing some work. He was alone in that area of the floor, and everyone else had left for the day. He too was trying to finish his work quickly and leave, he wanted to discuss further about Sowmya, with Reddy. She must have been expecting another. I looked at him warily, snapped from my spell watching his sister. I wondered if Naomi was showing off for my sake; Jim obviously had a massive problem with it and he was going to have a problem with me appreciating her. Was he going to kick me out?Naomi didn’t pay him any attention; she seemed in a trance cooking zone of her own. Now the kitchen was filled with the heady aroma and noisy sizzle of bacon. I tried to turn back to Jim and finish my sketch. Naomi’s captivating magic kept beckoning.