Thank goodness for old houses. You unlatch the door and sneak in.Your heart was pounding. This was so against the rules. Hell, mom might actually thro... you out for this if you get caught. But you weren't going to get caught.You look around. It looks like a pretty standard woman's room. Dresses and bras scattered about, posters on the wall, etc. You didn't want to dally and loose this opportunity so you make straight for the dresser. You open it to see what you'd come for, a drawer full of soft. This is Raj (name changed). And this story is how I and my friend Bani (name changed) made out with each other. We were studying MBA in college. This was back 4 years from now. We were good friends. We use to spend lot of time together in classes, dining in mess and hanging out but with friends group. Let me tell you about ourselves. I was 22 back then. Normal built body. No fats but not thin. Just fit. Use to play badminton and jog. My friend Bani on a bit short of height but she is very sweet. So a few things Omar and I agreed would happen is that I would be in control at all times . Raesaah would always wear her wedding ring. I told Omar not to book far away from the market where a lot of Muslims would frequently come as I wanted to be around other Muslim men and I also wanted them to see her and that I expected him to treat her well and that the 2 of us would have a lot of fun with Raesaah the whole weekendSo everything was planned and I could not wait to enjoy Raesaah for the. I knew it must be the same feeling that men refer to as blue balls I was aching so deeply.Harris began to speak, and now I could hear him. "She's sucking your cock, Carter. Can you feel it?" His friend sucked in his breath and, eyes still closed, nodded his head and replied, "mhmm... mhmm..." Harris said, "Then she's gonna suck mine. I think you should fuck her from behind when she does." Carter again replied with a soft "mhmmm." Harris stepped forward and their cockheads touched. I was.