As my hand was full of her juices I decided to wash them & pulled up, Bhabi pulled me back & took hold of my hand around wrist and slowly brought them...to my mouth and said softly, “Taste it. Taste me.” I was shocked, but did as instructed, slowly and uncertainly. It tasted like salty gum at first, but I really don’t know it was the excitement or what I enjoyed the taste. Bhabi smiled as she watched me lick my fingers. She released my hand and stood up and walked over to bathroom. I joined her.. 1 2 larky ic bat py kafi bigry mgr us ny un ki bat na mani. Woh jb kam karny ati tu main us ky choty,cute sy bachy k sath khelta aur woh kafi khush hoti…. Us waqt tak mare zehan main koi ghalat bat,yani sex etc..kuch bhe nahi tha.. Main bs usy 1 gharib larki samjhta tha.Phr 1 rat mare dusry 2 roommates us ky bary main bat kar rhy thy keh : yar Fatima bra mast mal hy,icy ptana chahye. Yr kya hip hy aur kya cheez hy yar.. Main pehly tu un ki bat sunta rha mgr jb woh kehny lgy keh : Ab jb woh room. She could 69 Tuttut but there was something about having them service her which was driving her wild. Looking over her shoulder she could see Hubby's rigid cock dripping pre-cum on Tuttut's muscular thighs."Oi, you fucker, look at the messy you are making on our guest. Clean that up now!" She ordered slapping him hard on the back of his head. Nylomn smiled, pleased with herself, as Hubby cut the trail running from his cock to Tuttut's thigh with his fingers and then proceed to suck them. He. We held hands, we passed love notes, we kissed. We experimented with each other’s bodies, we bathed each other, we admired each other. We went to the movies and made out. We made up little hand signals to communicate with each other when his parents were around. We had a special signal for ‘I love you,’ I would discreetly point to my eye, then touch my chest, then point at him. One day, with his parents gone, we lay in bed together. We had condoms, just in case we got carried away, and we.