Humare beech kuch formal baate hue jaise usne kaha, “tum kab uthe”, “khana kyun khud se bana liye”, “mujhe bula lete” etc etc.Ghadi mein l...gbhag 12 baaj chuke the par abhi bhi Rahul utha nahi tha. Mujhe uske liye thoda fikaar hone laga, aakhir woh ek cancer patient hai. Main firse Rahul ke room mein gaya, usse bulane laga. Usse chhute hi feel hua ki uska body temperature bohut high hai. Usse shayed bukhaar hua hai.Mere bulane par Rahul nind se utha. Par dekh kar laga ki usse tez bukhaar ho. " Ah well, at least I'll be tasting something good as I gasp my last breath." You are a very strange example of the male of the species." I am simply a connoisseur of the female genitalia, in all of its forms and flavours." As if you have tasted other examples." Well, I have, although indirectly. You are forgetting about Clara and her Mistress. I have tasted both of them, albeit from your lips." Oh ... Oh ... I had forgotten about those." Surprisingly, she was blushing from her face to her. She wore a nose ring which just made me go crazy. Though the lights were dim, I could still see her skin glowing in dim light with a red lipstick and just a little make up on her face.And I suddenly heard her husband coughing, telling us that there is a still a lot of time left for us to reach our flat.It felt great that I started to connect with her and we could feel the heat growing between us.We finished our dinner and headed towards our flat as they stopped the car infront of a super market. He came over to her and got on top of her and kissed her before he unbuttoned her jean shorts and pulled them down over her flip flops.”pullin your fuckin panties off” he said sternly she lay there looking up at him. he tugged at her panties pulling them over her flip flops and throwing them on the floor. ”you got protection?” she asked. he reached over to his drawer grabbed a condom from the top drawer and he pulled off his shirt and shorts she lay there fingering her shaved pussy.“stick it up.