It’s not like they aren’t throwing you a bachelor party. Did you even say you were getting married to another guy?’ ‘Oh I think they know,’ ...ill said. His office walls were pasted of pictures of him and Chris, at various festivals, with friends, working in charity organizations. His screen saver was a countdown to the day they would get married, and his computer wallpaper was a picture of Chris in a tuxedo, with purple painted nails, accepting an amateur theater award. ‘Uh, huh. You probably. Who do you think has been drinking from my boobs and kept it lactating!” Swati giggled as I pulled her shorts off to denude her completely. I turned back to her roommate of eight years, who still lay crumpled on the floor, and pulled her up by her ponytail to her feet. She glared at me for a few seconds, then we both broke into smiles and hugged each other. We broke our embrace and I looked at her lovingly, “Fuck! You’ve gotten hotter babe!” I pulled her tee up to reveal her milky white, toned. I reached down and brought herknees up.Keeping her knees up I pounded her sweet old pussy over and over as sheorgasmed in loud "Ahhh's" "Aahhh" "Ahhh" "Tristan" "Ahhhhh" Give me dear boy. Give it to me" She demanded."Ahhhhhhh" "Yes boy..." Squealed Sheila."Give you what honey," I teased. "Give you my sweet brown cock?" Yes boy, yes" she said."Do you love my hard cock honey?" Sensing I was near orgasm, I slowed mypounding.She said, "Oh yes Tristan it feels so good"."I'm so very glad you like it. He noticed and removed his hand.After 10 minutes I again tried the same thing, slowly I again took my hand and kept near to his hand and started rubbing and it worked this time, he also started rubbing his hand as well. I was like finally what I was trying to do has been accomplished.The next thing he did was he got a hold on my hand and was rubbing his fingers all over my hand. But I was not feeling anything on my butts as his crotch area was near my butts and the size of sock he have I must.