Aaron was immediately hard, and probably knew in the back of his mind what she was expecting, but he couldn’t break out of the box he had built. She...came to him with that mischievous twinkle in her eye that he adored. She stood in front of him, legs shoulder width apart and hands on her hips. She asked what he thought of her new outfit as she gently stroked his cock through his pants. He didn’t know what to say, he was so taken aback. She went to her knees, and unfastened his pants, pulling. "Tell my ass that you're home." "Honey, I home" you say sweetly, the tiredness still in your voice. Honey? "What's this honey shit?" I growl. "My ass is your MASTER! Try again!" You're still on all fours looking up at your fleshy master with a mix of trepidation and desire in your big brown eyes. "Kneel before your master and say your home and kiss my ASS!" You rise up on your knees and say "Master, I'm home" as your warm breath blows between your quivering lips warming my cheeks. My hard cock. Bhabhi was from Bangalore and she was outgoing to talk with us in respect to talking with any damn thing. My friend told me that she is bold enough (from a metro-Bangalore) so not to worry. Let me give her description she measured somewhere 35-29-35. With good figure and height 5” she looks good in whatever she wore, be it sari, salwar suit or gown. Well days passed and we were good friends. Then she used to bent infront of me letting her pallu fall down. At that moment I was like keeping my. Itne mei Santosh ne strip poker type strip teen patti khelne ka idea diya. Ye idea to sabhi ladko ko manzur the. Par ladkiyomei sirf Dipty ko manjur nahi tha. Ruchi aur Archana to kafi open-minded ladkiya thi. Unhe ye kafi adventurous game lagi. Unhone Dipty ko khelne ke liye convince kar diya. Bola ki ladke koi masti nahi kar renge. Dipty naa chate huve bhi convince ho gayi. Starting mei to sabb ladke hi haar rahe the. Ladko mei se Jitu kafi jaldi haar raha the. Woo ek ke baad ek apne kapade.