Within a few minutes I focused my tongue more on her clit as I pushed two fingers into her sopping pussy. Within a couple more minutes I could hear he... gasping and then her pussy gripped my fingers as she orgasmed.She held my arm as we walked back home. She still looked like Jessica Alba, and we turned some heads as we went. "I can do this for you anytime you, well, *I*, want, Tom," she said. "I can become any woman you want. You can fuck anyone your dirty little mind can think of."My cock. As she drove her mini-van from the house to the gym, she admitted to herself that not wearing a bra wasn't so bad. The inside of the sweatshirt was soft and fuzzy; it tickled her nipples and made them stand at attention. And her shorts were loose enough that she could let her fingers sneak up her legs and touch herself while she waited at an extra-long traffic light.As she looked down at the two college age boys in the car next to her she wondered if they ever imagined that under her "soccer. . His mouth, that devastating smile, that lazy tongue that could turn vicious. But most of all in the early days, his cock, his magnificent cock!He pushed me through the door, double-locking and barring it immediately. I wandered into a large sitting room, with a tower of electronic toys TVs and computers in the corner. He scooped up a box from the table, and took out two spliffs, two pills, and a couple of wraps of cocaine."Party time," he chuckled.Rabbit in the headlight that I was, I took. Day 2: morning at 9 I woke up and saw my brother got ready to leave to his client place already. He told me that bhabhi would at home alone and she has some shopping so he told me to take her out. He left by 9:30 and bhabhi told me to get ready fast as she wants to go to a kids store for her son. We left on my bike her son was sitting in between. We shopped and then while leaving to home there were shopping bags so her son was sitting in front of me and bhabhi was carrying those bags. I decided.