Her final birthday present to her husband was not due until the end of the day but she was already excited by the mere thought of it.Robert's day had ...een long and hectic. He had to work through lunch and did not have a spare moment to think of his wife until near the end of the workday. He was sitting at his desk when he thought back to the events this last week. Even though he was extremely turned on by his wife having sex with another man, his mind still harboured just a tiny bit of jealous.. They had to return after 4 days.Since then we both were good friends but had no wrong intentions for each other.Even though we shared our every secret.Sometime we talked about sex also,and told non veg jokes also.But we were well aware of our limits,and never tried to cross it. That whole day we took full enjoy,and spent the whole day in gossiping,watching movies in dvd and teasing each other.In the evening we were feeling bore so we decided to go out for an romantic english movie,as we both. Olivia looked down the thick black shaft sticking out from her mouth and up Betty's black to reddish pubes, her pale sexy shapely belly, the black rooster head pin in her navel shining in the light. Betty's big breasts were thrust out, her areola puffy and swollen. Her proud rosy pink nipples fully extended. They were also bending and pulling as Betty mentally played with her own nipples as well as Olivia's. The big shock came when she reached Betty's face. Her eyes were closed and she was. A couple times. I was pretty well hung too!" I don't want to hear about it!"Looking once again at the terrified look in Brian's eyes, Joanne decidedshe'd better be serious again."Why would I dream I'm a girl if I'm not gay?" You don't have to be gay to dream you're a girl!"Suddenly Joanne had an idea."Hey, you know who we should talk to? Chloe!" Why Chloe?" Because she's into this mysticism stuff. She's probably good with dreaminterpretation. I'm your sister, and she's your best friend, so.