So I turned my phone towards me to not to show her my dick. We greeted each other and were having a normal conversation and then Alisha joined us in a...video call.Unlike Mausam, she was wearing tight blue leggings and a tight white tank top. I could see the shape of her nipples and her vagina down in her crotch which means she was not wearing anything inside.“You should teach something to Mausam, haha” I joked and both of them laughed as they both knew what I was trying to say. Mausam winked and. It hooks in the frost and he has it off in no time. Leaving my nipples to the open air, I can feel them hardening before he even has them in his mouth, playing with the one he isn't sucking and gently biting with his mouth, and switched occasionally, I’m getting hornier by the second. He moves up to my mouth and kisses me passionately again and stops before any tongue is involved. He moves down my body breathing his warm sweet breath on my neck, and kisses it. Then to my left nipple again,. This bitch is bad. So we make the type conversation that is usually made at a Blackjack game and she starts to chat a little. Then the dealer says something about "when is your husband coming back" when she and I start to chat. She had just told me that she was a stay at home mom and started blushing when I looked her up and down intentionally and slowly (so she could see me checking her out) and said " I bet you earned it". I gotta says from her response it was evidently a smooth line but. What if having sex with an animal was better than with a man? What if this was the way it was meant to be?For the last few years, I had felt a rift grow between my mother and me. Oddly enough, it had started shortly after my sister’s eighteenth birthday. I used to believe she had grown tired of me and my sister had now become her favorite child. But now I was beginning to think otherwise. The timing of my mother’s change in behavior had coincided with my sister’s eighteenth birthday. That could.