One of mybrother’s friend has got an offer in chennai and mybrother requested me to help them in getting ahouse. Si have i have arranged an house fo... them andbecome close to them. I used to go to their housefrequently and msotly on sundays. i call them asbrother and bhabi.They have one kid of one year oldand his wife is beauty queen with great shaped boobsand very good butt. I used to fantasise abt her manytimes and i used to touch her boobs while taking herbaby from her.She used to feed her. Unfortunatly Rick's details ended with the house. It's all me now. All up to me. I walked up the stairs and saw two opened doors; one that led to the bathroom and the other that led to a large bed. I guess those other two roomates are married. My eyes fell upon the only closed door. An evil grin swept across my face. Was I really a rapist? Was I really going to defile this poor person's body? I guess I'm pretty strong what with being 6 ft. 200 pounds, I suppose I could win in a fistfight, but. But perhaps we can help things along by trying a few different things, including what you said you wanted to do to me a few moments ago."I realised mom was referring to the crude things she had asked me to say to her. I felt a twinge in my dick just thinking about it, as mom had said she would show me her pussy and also not raised any objection when I said I'd like to see her asshole and lick it. Fuck! This was just getting better and better!"Perhaps we can try a few games to get you going,". I was tantalised by glimpses of a thick cock under his shorts when heexercised, a huge bulge in his pyjamas when he woke up in the mornings withan erection. I never missed an opportunity to gawk at his muscular bodywith its taut nipples whenever he took off his shirt. Like all Pakistani's,everyone modestly changed their clothes in privacy, so I never had thechance to see anything more of his body. Matin appeared oblivious of myfascination. We talked about everything else, but I was too much of.