I did wear my smallest red bikini one day and he was getting an eye full of my tattooed ass cheeks. He asked if I was ready for my private? I told him...not quiet yet, I don't know why I turned him down, my pussy was soaking wet from watching him in his tight little speedo. His thick cock made a very substantial mound in the tiny nylon suite. That afternoon I sat in my Tahoe trying to get my mind cleared enough to drive home. I glanced at my phone and saw the message light blinking. I picked it. I tried to raise my head and I looked around. It was a single room with a bed in one corner, the small couch I was laying on, a couple chairs at a table and a hot plate and a wall hung sink in the opposite corner.I sat up on the couch and looked at the bed, there was the figure of a woman lying partially covered with a sheet. “What the fuck?” I thought as I tried to clear my head. The only light in the room was the glare of the sign and I looked at the bed again and a recollection popped into. Wo bilkul gori hai,jisse wo aur v hot nd sundar lgti thi.Unka chuchi ko dekh kar kisi ko v lagega ki jor jor se dabau …. Aur gaand to maano tarbooj ki tarah,jitna chalti thi,utna hilti thi …. Aur ek dum se fulle hue the.Unke husband ca hai jisse ki wo month me sirf 1 week ke liye hi ghar aate the. Mai apne didi ko pehle kavi bure najro se nahi dkhta tha lekin kuch haadso ne mujhe aisa krne pe mjboor kar diya. Ab hum kahani pe aate hai…Garmio ka din tha,didi apne sasural yani humare ghar rehne. I hit the shower and got a little carried away--I was horny, as usual, and decided a quick release would be nice before heading home to hit the sack. I was facing the wall, jerking my cock under the hot shower when I heard another shower turn on and someone clear their throat. Of course, I was startled...I stopped masturbating and glanced over my shoulder. There was an incredibly hot guy with dark hair and a lean athletic build standing under the shower directly across from me. He was.