My heart was pounding. They were late about forty minutes. The pictures and live video did not match with real Nila. She was much shorter and chubbier... On the other hand, her sister Mila was absolutely stunning. Both of them were short but Mila was like a pink doll. She looked about 18 yrs old. Nila hugged me with a wide embrace, Mila lightly embraced me from the side. Even though Nila was talking to me but I was staring at Mila. I could not help myself. She was a bit shorter than her elder. I sort relented and let him in . He sat on the sofa and passed me a can of beer, and made a lot of small talk about being on my own , and having to be sensible and responsible. Then all of a sudden straight to the point he asked me why I had been driving my friends car which had no mot, tax etc . I nearly choked on my beer as I thought no one else new about it other than my friend .I mumbled a bit and said sorry , and gave a lot of lame excuses . He stopped me and said he had a witness and. I served him another plate, although I was planning to take things onward from there, I wanted to enjoy this innocence. But I was worried that my friends may have doubts about me, wondering what was keeping me so long. So I cleaned up fast and joined my friends.Karan again focused on my curvy ass. I knew he would get to fuck this ass very soon.I came back home, but my neighbour’s son was still in my mind. After the children went to play in the evening, I skipped the gym and planned to have fun. The trick was to find someone near you for a hook-up. I got lucky and found a guy within twenty miles of me and we arranged to meet for coffee. Like me, he was a married man. We clicked right off and he told me he knew of a safe place to have sex.It was a large house under construction in a remote wooded area near where he lived. The house was being built for two lesbians and construction had stopped, as the builder had gone bankrupt. The house sat idle as the lesbians tried to arrange for.