Della looked up and grinned.“I have the perfect glass for that,” she said, taking the bottle. She inserted the neck into Carrie’s cunt and tipp...d the bottle. Carrie winced slightly but smiled also and, as the bottle was removed carefully, Della went down on her again, lapping at the liquid. She looked up and nodded to me and I went down and lapped wine from my whore wife. It was the best wine I’ve ever had.At last we sat back, All of us naked and all of us laughing. If there was any. "You and I are just too much alike, I think. What you just said was exactly what I was thinking about us. It's almost like we're sharing the same mind." Well, my fiancée says that she got the brains in the relationship, so I guess I have to share yours when I'm near enough, otherwise I'd be like the scarecrow in The Wizard of Oz."We finished our time in the tub by talking about much less serious matters. As we kissed each other goodbye for the day, we agreed that the afternoon had been a lot of. But he told me to get dressed. Someone mightcome in. Was I misreading him? I don't know if I'll ever know. But I thinkabout it a lot. This man I think about so much, the one I dream about is myroommate's Dad. Mike and I were assigned as roommates for our freshmanyear. I was from Ohio, going to school in North Carolina. Mike was fromjust 40 miles away. I met his parents the first day there. Mike and his Dad are builtalike, hairy and husky. I'm taller than them, and smooth. Something. Kalavathi brought her sister i Bharathi Aunty in to the room along with one cup of coffee into that room and that you both can decide your program and left leaving us alone. Bharathi aunty sat opposite to me and not noticed that who is sitting opposite her with shy. Then I kept sweets and fruits and printed white cotton saris bunch in her lap and sat in my chair.By this Bharathi suddenly lifted her head and saw me with guilty. I said nothing to worry. We are becoming good friends. I told her.