Ab me aapni baki ki story aage likhata hu.is part ke 3 part pahele likha chuka hu.agar aap ne nahi padha hai to pls padh lene fir ye padhana ok.or fir...muje mere id pe mail karke bataye ki meri story kaisi lagi. Ab story padhe Me bhabhi ka bluase nikal deta hu.bhabhi pith ke bal leti hui hai mene ush ke stan dekhe nahi kyoki wo bed pe dabake soe the.me aastha hindi film ki tarah jese rekha ki pith pe kiss kiya jata hai ushi tarah me bhabhi ki pith ko chume ja raha tha.fir mene aapna sina bhabhi. Soon we began chatting and from day one our chats were sexual.Upon inquiring I found out she was a lesbian and she and her friend Niharika used to kiss, grope and finger fuck each other since they were in Class 6. Soon both started growing their sexual desires and they slept mostly together making excuses of studying late till night. Both used to fuck each other using Pens, Pencils, Cucumber and other stuff. Even they used to cum on soft drinks bottle and then exchange it and drink it. Both. Her eyes were pretty bloodshot. She had a fondness for weed and she had that mischievous smile that I had grown to love. “Something we’ve been working on… I think you’ll like it. You’ve got a sweet tooth, right?” I said. We hung around for a while and had a couple beers with the waitresses and staff and then she tugged at my sleeve in the booth we were in. “Come on… I don’t want to get too wasted.” She gave me that look, and I agreed. We held hands as we said our goodbyes and New Year’s wishes. They’re both from the United Kingdom, where Marian was born. Marian has lived in Canada for the past three and a half years. Her father works for the British Embassy in downtown Ottawa. How cool is that? At the time that I met Marian, I was going through a really tough time. Simply put, I was losing faith in Black women and in Black relationships. Well, Marian put a stop to that. She helped me regain my faith. It all began when this African chick named Naomi dumped me out of the blue after.