"I was describing my new love interest to Carla, my best friend. I know that it is unusual for a man to have a woman as his best friend but it had bee... that way for as long as I could remember. We were more than friends. In high school we had been lovers. When we were 15, she was my first and I had been hers. Although we dated others, we usually wound up back together.Then came college, where we finally went our separate ways. After graduation she only worked for a short while before she. She could get sex when SHE wanted it without any awkward problems with Stan. Anonymous sex without repercussions. For me, it was sex without the dating and having to wait until some guy decided to fuck me. If I suggested it first I would be discounted as a slut or worse. Looking at it logically it made sense on a number of levels. I noted that on the back of the card it had the rates. $80 for half an hour and $100 for one hour. Damn it. I had a good job and $100 a week was fine. Having looked. . Aur boli aaj mai tujhe chodungi aur lund ko chut me daal ne lagi ho log phle b ye kr chuke the is lie unhe adat thiTabi maahi ne uske upr aakr uska lund apni chut me lekr baith gai aur boli ye jhat sa lund mera kya kar paega mere dost ka lund chuta h to vo apni gf ko setisfy ni kr pata aur vo kudne lagi aah aah krte krte tabi mai b mutth maar rha tha aur saath vo log krte rhe aur gattu jaldi jhad gaya aur maahi ka mu latak gaya.Aur vo boli jaan tum ausa q krte ho humesha aur vo udas hkr baith. But this wasn’t what I wanted and I ventured out onto the landing again before leaning down to look through the keyhole of the door as the sight of Carol came into view.Carol’s bustier had now been discarded as had her thong as I watched with increasing excitement. My wife’s heavy breasts were now completely exposed. She was leaning forward with her hands on the headboard of the bed at an angle to the door. I watched, my cock now free from the boxers and in my hand as Carol looked back over.