”Ikemba, “Agar tum meri wife hoti to kabhi bhi kahin bhi akele nahi jane deta.”Maduka, “Main bhi.”Asha unki baat sunkar sharmane lagi.Ikemba... “Tumhara bohut hi sexy figure hai, kya tum gym jaati ho.”Asha, “Nahi, bus yoga karti hun.”Maduka, “I love yoga. Tumhare husband aur tum kitne din mein milte ho.”Asha, ” Kabhi ek hafte mein aur kabhi 10-15 din mein.”Ikemba, “Oh, tumhara husband kaise tum jaisi beautiful wife se itne door kaise reh sakta. Main to itne din mein mar hi jaata.” Asha fir se. As I approached it with my lips it started to pucker outward to greet them. And sure enough, over a clumsy minute or two, we had synchronized our kisses so that my puckered lips met her puckered anus at the furthest point outward. Needless to say, I made out with her asshole for an hour, with the second half devoted to sloppy French kisses that were greeted now by a relaxed, gaped asshole. I finally flipped her over and was expertly taught how to properly eat a pussy. I was eventually awarded. I grabbed her as she grabbed me kissing passionately with Kelly trying to suck the tongue right out of my mouth. We felt like 2 kids on prom night with no adult supervision. When we came up for air, we laughed at ourselves. Then we started necking again only this time with a lot more groping and fondling.Kelly was finally able to get me onto my back. She left off kissing to work her way down. She had learned early on that my earlobes were almost as sensitive as the base of her neck at her. The door opened into the back hallway. Two doors opened from that hall, one going into the locker room that everyone used, the other going into the manager's office. The door to the office stood open.Kaylee took a couple hesitant steps in. "Devon?" she called once more. "Where are you?"Her heart was racing, she knew something was wrong. She knew it. She could feel it. Two more quiet steps forward and she could see just inside the manager's office. It wasn't a big room, more like a closet with a.