Nahi milti to b/f kahan se banaungi,,aap batayia aapki koyi girl/frd hai to meine kaha ki muje b kaam ki bajah se fursat nahi milti tabh ritu boli to ...hik hai ram aaj se hum dono hi ek dusre k friend ban jate hai,,dekh lo ritu meri girl/f ko apne boy/f k liye bahut kuch karna padta hai to wo boli mein b karungi dear tum bol kar to dekho,to thik hai ritu hum apni dosti ki suruwaat ek kiss se karte hai,wo boli yeh aap kesi baaten kar rehe hai aisa b hota hai kahin,muje laga ki agar thodi kosis ki. During the first few weeks of the affair, Victor and my wife had been fairly discreet with their lovemaking; the sex sessions had been mainly confined to the bedroom at night or times when I was out at work or down the pub. Though more and more often, I was returning home to find the downstairs empty and sounds of sexual gratification emanating from upstairs. I would often pass the master bedroom to get to my own room and find their door ajar. It was impossible to not steal a quick glance as I. "You scared me you jerk!" He said jokingly. "Good!" I replied laughing. "So I see your ready, huh?" He said sarcasticly while looking down at my obvious erection. I looked down timidly, unsure of what to say. We stood there for a few moments in awkward silence until I finally said something. "Jason, can I tell you something kind of embarrassing?" "Err, sure Troian." He said uncertainly. "Well, umm, I've never had an orgasm." I finally blurted out. Jason stared at me and I could see a his lips. She could see how badly they wanted her and she knew she would end up on her back being screwed senseless by these horny older men. With this she told Dave she was goin and he said that he’d stay for the three hours before last orders. As she walked out of the pub she caught the eye of one of the blokes. As she walked off towards home she heard footsteps behind her and turned to see that the five blokes had followed her. When she arrived home she instantly stripped naked and lay flat on her.