Bhabi ne boli – are iski halat to bhot-i kharab hai, jaan ajj iski chut kop had hi do. Mai jawab me boli, bhabi tumne to sare rass pi li, mere liye ...acha hi keya ? Bhabi ne boli – sayd tujhe pata nehi ki iske andar raas ki khaja hai, koi bhi ladki ise khatam nehi kar sakti, tu ajma ke dekh chuki hai aur mai to 10 saal se dekh rahi hu.Tu chinta maat kar bas ji bharke apna sukh kar le. Ye sab baat-e shunti hui meri chut ki gudgudi aur bhi bad gayi aur uske bal kaske pakad kar tej tej chut ko uske. Much of the deep vee of her tanned flesh was exposed. I noticed one guy with his wife leaning against the rail watching us intently. I sort of acknowledged them as his eyes were fixed on my wife's exposed cleavage. By this time, she was leaning/sitting against me as I sat on a high bar stool facing the couple. His wife was also very attractive, dressed in a pale blue cocktail dress with a halter neck partially covering her smallish pert breasts.The music was loud and vibrant so we couldn’t. Laine shifted in her seat. "I guess it's all relative." She startedhumming along to the last fading strains of "Stuck in the Middle WithYou" on the radio.There was a thump, then another. Then the guitar came in."Oh, hell yeah," Laine said as "Slow Ride" began.Linda observed, "I'm more into either smooth jazz or Bolero, but asOldies go this is a song full of sex." Um," Laine said, no longer singing along. "Well, guy sex at least." Sex is sex," Linda said. "It takes two to Tango." She. She had no idea, of course, where she was or who these figures were, but she suspected she was once again in trouble."What do you want?" she asked."Yo pussy, yo mouth and yo sweet white ass," answered the taller of the men. Then he reached down, slipped two fingers inside the leather collar around her neck and pulled her to her feet."We can start with yo mouth," he said.He slapped her hard across the face."Kneel, bitch," he said. She knelt, and he unzipped his fly and pulled out a large.