I waited for a while as I heard my wife return with a young bloke that was about the same age as Pam, he was passionatly kissing her as he grabbed her...tits making her groan, I saw her rubbing his trouser front as she slowly unzipped his trousers, reaching inside to pull out his cock she gassped as she pulled out this huge lump of meat that hung down like a pendulum with a huge cock head and he was cut.She rubbed his cock making it hard,knelt down and sucked his cock slurping as she deep. She kept rubbing her hands back and forth on my cock shaft and keep sucking my cock with all her might. I also grabbed her hairs and keep pushing her more and more into my cock, I never experienced bhabhi in so much excitement. She did not utter a single word as my cock was completely covering her mouth.She keeps sucking it harder and harder. I can feel her teeth biting on my cock. But that time the moment was so hot that I never felt a single bite pain. The water from the shower was flowing. She is perky, bright, and alive with life and, that has taught me to forget the days without friends or anyone else caring for me. I love how she talks, how she works things out. I love how she always thinks of me. How she protects me. I feel myself tremble at the crazy thoughts of being with Bell more intimately. This is not happening. This is nuts. Am I a lesbian? Am I bisexual? Maybe I am overthinking this? What is happening to me? I manage to talk. “I am at a loss to talk Bell. I am so. However, things always have a way of changing. I suppose I should describe Janet and myself at this point. I’m fairly common in my appearance. 5’10’, mid-length light brown hair, blue eyes, and average build. Nothing terribly exceptional. Janet, on the other hand, was a vision at any given moment. She’s Asian, about 5’3′, has long dark hair reaching to the small of her back, and eyes that are as soulful as they are flirtatious. Her curves were just about perfect for her size. Her breasts were a.