” “I am not queer”, I said with indignation. “I am afraid you will think of me as a queer if I let you do that to me. I like girls, I love gir...s and I want to marry a girl some day. I am not a fucking queer. If I do it, it’s only because it’s you and you are my best friend”. “I know you are not queer. I am not queer either. We just like each other and want to have some fun together. So what if that is also having sex. Steve and Glen aren’t queer and they are fucking with each other. You are my. Peter can barely believe what he sees, wow quite the size queen aren't you Peter proclaims.Right get rid of that, it's time for the real thing, get on your hands and knees. I do as I'm told without hesitation. Are you ready? Yes, fuck my ass I eagerly tell Peter.Peter teases my waiting asshole with the tip of his cock, before burying it deep into me. "Oh my god" I shout, your cock feels so good.This puts a smile on Peters face and with that he starts pounding me like there is no. I said "I'll ride down and check it out". Ok thank you so much sir. As I was pulling into the lady's driveway, she was bent over grabbing for a box that was on the floor in the back of her car. Oh boy! That's got to be at least 60 inches of booty. [I say to myself] She had on some blue stretchy tights with a black Duke Blue Devils t-shirt that had 2 cuts in the center showing off her cleavage. At the right angle when she was bending over you can see all the way through those tight blue. He was lost in imagination when bhabhi called out, “Did you hook it?”He quickly came back to reality. Amit told his best friend’s wife to adjust it a bit from the front. Then he pulled his hand towards her breast, over the bra. He could feel the firm breasts. At that moment, he wanted to press them badly but didn’t. He didn’t want to ruin the opportunity to get laid in the future.Amit just grabbed his hot bhabhi’s waist and twisted it a bit – just enough to make bhabhi moan! For a moment,.