Tanya liked that: she knew as she planted a long lush lascivious kiss with open lustful eyes straight between Pauline’s slightly open wet lips, they...were both so into this.Their rib cushions were suddenly shaping into each other as Tanya’s chest charmers were sweeping over Pauline’s curvaceous contoured cream jugs.Their guys came into the kitchen…looking for a beer…half time in the game…but the real game was on directly in front of them…hooter hustling heaven…as their full breasted wives were. I managed to be away from writing for a long period. Now I feel a bit of thirst to write again. I want to cautiously balance and spent on writing. Hence decided to time-bound and write one decent story. One of the readers of my story is Pooja. We become close friends after a couple of conversation.She shared her personal sex experience with her younger brother-in-law (her hubby’s brother). Her experience and story had all the masala ingredients that qualify for a perfect erotic story. When I. I knew Madeleine’s maidenhood would be gone by morning and I was saddened. My sadness oft manifests itself as anger, a trait my Mistress has remarked on many times. It was Madeleine who was the butt of my anger. I had taught her, instructed her, and now I was watching her claimed by another. I heard the bell call distantly from my pantry and immediately entered the room. The bed sheet was stained with my protégé’s blood and I knew I had finally been denied that sweet fruit. My anger boiled like. His hands came back round me again but slipped under my bra, and brushed over my now very very hard nipples. I took a deep intake of breath as he did that, but didn't stop him. He brushed over them again as his hands went back to my sides, then again, my breast had dropped out of my bra by now, and he started to massage them, letting my nipples slip between his fingers, and he gave the a small squeeze. I was loving it and could feel my fanny starting to twitch and ache.I pushed myself back.