1 baar main raat ko naha raha tha ki tabhi door bell baji..maine bathroom se hi poocha kaun hai? To koi awaz nahi aayi fir maine apni nikkar pehen kar...door kholne chala gaya door khol kar dekha to mere hosh hi ud gaye..mere padosi ki biwi (neha) mere saamne 1 sexy si saari mein khadi thi..kya mulayam aur juicy chuche the uske yaaaaaaaaaaaaar maine usse poocha are you my new neighbour? Usne kaha haan to maine kaha plz andar aaiye naa. Wo aa gayi fir maine poocha ki kuch kaam tha kya aapko. To. I remembered how crazy it used to drive your brother, so I decided it would be fitting for this trip. I quickly slipped into it before grabbing the giant shirt that accompanies it so well once it’s lying on the beach and not on me. But damn, was I ever excited to show off what I have in hopes of landing a good lay on the first night there. “Wait, so you had a dream that this guy was fucking you in your hotel room?” Chelsie asked, once again interrupting my story. “Yeah! And it was completely. After reading some sex blogs yesterday by other women who also feel like their libidos are about seventeen stories higher than their husbands can climb, I realized that I will do myself a big favor if I really stop depending on my husband so much for my own sexual pleasure. There’s been a lot of sex toy-shopping talk going on, and I’m going to figure out how to get that done this week. And I’m also going to send myself to Masturbation Improvement School. I’m sure I can be doing better by making. I gasped, but it felt so good that I smiled when she looked up, and nodded. She nodded back, stuck out her tongue, and started licking with fervour.It was incredible. She would tease apart my vagina lips with her tongue, find the nub at the top, and suck it between her glistening lips. Then her tongue would dart across, stimulating back and forth on both sides of my labia. Then she would dive in, her tongue penetrating deep between my folds and curling around in a way I had never imagined.