6 feet tall, with great 38-32-36 figure, Reena bhabhi told me that she informed Shraddha bhabhi about she is coming with a person who filled her desir..., she didn’t tell my name yet, We reach Shraddha bhabhi’s home and rang the bell, she open the door after some time, she was look great in green saree, and look some puzzled after seeing me, in the living room we all set and just ask each other’s health and other how are you kind of quotations, then shraddha bhabhi went in kitchen and called. I was tempted to drop by your apartment." Please don't," I said. He looked at me, confused and hurt. "Why?" He asked. I kept silent until I mustered the courage to say, "This isn't right. We have to stop this, whatever this is. You're married."We stood there for few seconds, frozen. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He hugged me so tight and apologised again. I turned to look at him and apologised, too. And then I kissed him.I kissed him passionately and didn't care if he's a married man. I missed. This wasn’t annoying him enough, so I went to kiss him and spat in his mouth thinking his gonna buck me off, like some wild bull. he just said “thank you”. My husband is not a submissive person in anyway so this was confusing to me. “I just spat in your mouth” I said waiting for his response. I didn’t get the one I expected, he said “let me show you something” and sat up for me to get off him, “lay down” he said. Being a little exhausted still, I didn’t need telling twice and I got on my back. I’m a member myself, although I don’t go to meetings and gatherings as often as I should. I pay my dues and I get involved when I have time, or when the issue is particularly important to me. Some of my friends get pissed off when the issues that they think are important are not the one’s that I think are worth hallin’ my tail around for, but they usually get over it. I wouldn’t be friends with them if they didn’t. My friends are all pretty cool people. They have to be to put up with me. They.