” Fred wrinkled his brow, and then said, “Oh, do you mean consummate?” Lance nodded, “Yeah, she won’t consummate me.” “You mean she won�...�t consummate the marriage?” Fred said. Lance nodded again. Fred thought, "I don’t get it. I’m not sure he even knows what that means." He said, “Look, son, I want to make sure I’m getting this clear. Do you mean you two haven’t had sex yet?” Lance shook his head and said, “Yeah. I mean no. I mean yeah, we haven’t.” Fred wasn’t sure what he could do about this.. But she asked me for my number in case of help needed. I was happy to give my number.I went to my home and masturbated watching porn and imaging the beautiful boob sight. Then Komal bhabhi texted me saying thank you. I was happy to receive her text. I said sorry to her if she felt bad about catching me. She understood the meaning and said its okay.Afterward, her messages used to come whenever she needed help. One day I was standing in my balcony in the morning and looking at her house. A most. At that moment, the doorbell rang, and Mistress Angela motioned for me to answer the door. I found our guest of honor, Diana, with her sissy slave slut Danni standing meekly behind her. Diana was tall, over six feet, and statuesque. Her bobbed black hair was thick and shiny, her makeup heavy but perfect. Her dress was clingy in all the right places, and she stood on 4 inch heels, adding to her already impressive appearance. “Slut,” she said by way of acknowledging me. She breezed past me. Hum uas waqt ek college bas ke peeche khade the jahan aage deewar thi aur peeche bus aur aas pas gadiyon ke alawa koi nahi. Ravi mere pas aaya, main peeche hati to peeche diwar.Ravi pas aakar– bolo sandhya, kuchh to kaho.Itne main ravi ne apne pocket se ek dibba nikala. Aur mujhe kaha peeche ghoom jao. Main muskura kar peeche mud gayi. Maine salwar suit pahna hua tha. Mere peeche mudte hi mujhe ravi ka sparsh apne gardan per mahsoos hua. Pure shareer main ek current sa jag utha. Ravi ne halke.