Maine Shobha ko pucha.Me: Konse designer kapre hai? Aur kis designer ka brand hai?Shobha: Mujhe ankh marte hue. Jiju jis mein main apko pari lagungi.A...r pari par Shobha ne tu zyada zor diya.Wife: Shobha tum fir se.Shobha: Di ap bhi pari lago ge un kapdo mein.Wife: Shut up.Me: Yeh faisla ke kon pari lag rahi hai, dekhna pade ga.Maine back mirror mein Shobha ko ishara karte hue kaha. Meri wife ko call aa gayi aur woh apni maa se baat karne lagi.Shobha: Apki choice bhi tu dekhni hai.Me: Sali. Her pussy pushing down on my dick. I’m close to exploding. “Strawberry is it?” I’m whispering. “Yeah” she’s whispering back. Lust is in our voices. “Not bad either.” I’m suddenly breathing heavily. I haven’t noticed that I have held my breath after the shock of her lips brushing mine. The whole situation is ridiculous. Where’s the subtlety in this? It’s all gone! She’s again reaching for the pack of lozenges and putting another one in her mouth. “What about this one?” To my surprise she is. He noticed all the freshly exposed skin around his cock and wondered how he could possibly be the same man.Without realizing what he was doing, he pulled Nikki upward by the two fistfuls of her hair. She seemed to float to her feet, and he leaned down and kissed her like a delicacy he needed to devour before it was taken away. Then he wrapped her in his arms and held her to his body. Her cheek felt soft and warm against his pounding heart. It felt as if their skin was the same temperature, and. “I ... I ... Sorry!”“For what?” I gasped as he zipped up hastily. Then he darted away before I could offer him a deal to lose his virginity.I pulled my fingers from my pussy, coated in my juices. I savored licking them clean of my tart juices. I reveled in the flavor. Ever since I saw the porno of the two women eating each other’s pussies, I took every chance to lick my juices, pretending the cream was from another woman.I wanted to be with another woman. It would be so whorish. But how did you.