” Maine bola, “Khushbu tum tension bilkul naa lo, main to yahi rahta hu.”Us din Khushbu ne maroon colour ki saree aur black blouse pahni thi. Ky... sexy lag rahi thi mera mood to wahi kharab ho gaya. Par abhi main jaldbaji mein nahi tha. Maine Khushbu se uska mobile number liya aur apne room par wapas aa gaya. Dosto us din bhi main Khushbu ko dekhkar bilkul pagal ho gaya tha.Maine apne bathroom mein jake uske naam ki muth mari. Ab main Khushbu se mobile par khoob bate karta aur week mein jab bhi. I was mortified by my helplessness and blubbered my apologies. ?I?m sorry Mummy Jones. I?m ever so sorry. I just can?t seem to hold it!? ?Oh never mind darling. A little whoopsie is hardly anything to cry about. Accidents happen and mummy?s not angry. Here let me undress you then you can join Pauline in the shower.? So saying, Mummy Jones next removed Pauline?s baby-grow then motioned us off to the shower. Fortunately our frilly plastic panties had not leaked for the larger. “Fuck!” I kept saying. “You’re treating my dick so fucking good!”But I sure had more in mind for this stud than getting a blow job, even as damn excellent as he was giving it to me. I couldn’t get over how much I wanted to get his bladder full and take him into the bathtub for a “shower”- only a “shower” straight out of his piss slit.I rolled off the bed and told Napoleon, “Go put your naked ass on the couch, brother.”As he went over and sat down, I pulled a couple of brews out of the fridge,. Even if I couldn't have her as a lover, I didn't want to lose her as a friend, and I was afraid that's where we were headed.I pulled away then, and looked her in the eyes."Nadine, how far do you want this to go?" I asked quietly, trying to keep my hands still.She took a deep breath and released it, then asked, "Do you love me?"You'd think that I would need some time to consider the answer to such a serious question, but I didn't. It was a given."Yes, I do. I think I always have." Then can I.