..” Luisa stammered. She had started to add, “ ... that’s different.” But she couldn’t figure out how it was different.“So you’re tellin... me that you’re married to twenty-seven women? At the same time?”“No. He’s only married to me and my sister,” Ileana told her. “So far!”Then turning to Anna, “But you said he was going to be the father of your children?”“He is. Next March,” Anna told her. “It’s sort of a race between Mikeya and me to see which one of us delivers first. Her due date is three. They'd just had the same problem."Well, what do you think, honey?" Joan whispered. "I feel kinda sorry for her." Me, too," Vicky whispered back to her friend. "What the hell, why not let her join the party." And I've got another idea, too," Joan said. She turned to Shelly and spoke in a normal voice. "Shelly, we know you've been making it with our husbands."Don and Frank turned as red as Shelly, and the lovely divorcee moaned. "Oh, God, I'm sorry! You must think I'm a terrible bitch. But. But I was afraid to go further. Now coming to how, I fucked her.So it all started when my family went to Trivandrum for a marriage function. I did not go with them as I was having my exams. So my parents decided that my cousin Deepika will stay with me at night as I will be alone. Hearing this, I was very happy. I was thinking that I will have some chance with her.Finally, my parents left to Trivandrum and I started my preparations. It was around 9.30 pm when my cousin came and then we had. Itne me meri najar bhabhi ke boobs par chali gai or mera hatiyar load hone laga. Ye sab dekte hue bhabhi ne mujhe dekh liya or boli kya dekh rahe ho, mai to turant dar gaya or bola ki kuch nahi bhabhi or flow flow me bol diya massage jaga dekh raha hu to bhabhi sarma gai or boli dat badmash. Mai bola sorry bhabhi. Kuch der baad bhabhi hathi aur alag jakar beth gai. To mujhe bura laga or maine socha ki bhabhi naraz ho gai or unse jaake phir se sorry bola, to bhabhi boli ki koi baat nhi is umar.