I could not help myself, placing my hands on his cheeks, sliding them all over his arse. Dave moaned in a way I took that I was doing well, gradually ...orking my thumbs deeper between his cheeks when suddenly Dave passed me some lube, explaining that lube is a must! I kept one hand working his arse before pulling one cheek aside as I squirted some lube between his cheeks, dropping the tube on the bed as I began sliding my fingers along his wet crack, pressing against his hole as my thumb. I arranged the bed over the terrace as it would b very romantic under the moonlight and covered all its side with white satin sheets with the upper side open. I decorated the bed with flowers and arranged the candles. I went to have a bath and then dressed myself in best of my clothes. I was lighting the candles when bhabhi came to the terrace. I was just spellbound. She was dressed in her wedding day dress with her face down and covered with “ghoonghat”. She was looking the most beautiful of. . yes.” There was disappointment in Alex’s expression, but he nodded slowly, seeming to agree to with my logic. “I just wondered if you intended going further with him? That’s all.”“We’ll just have to wait and see; but don’t rush me Alex ... okay?”“No Honey! You take your time; but just let me know one thing; when you do do it, are you going to swallow?” He chuckled.“Alex, you crud; your utterly void of any romance; do you know that? He’s a very nice boy! I have no intention of scaring that lad. To date, only two women had proven to be her superiors. One was their mother Deandra or ‘DeeDee’ as she now liked to be called. The other was his gorgeous, sexy pixie of a wife, his delightful Barby. The same Barby who was now riding Jisel’s husband Frank in a reverse-Cowgirl position. She was fucking the daylights out of Frank and had a delighted look on her face as her smooth, educated little cunt took Frank’s cock deep inside of her. Barby was insatiable in bed and could likely outfuck any.