My fantasies about my friend’s wife almost vanished after my marriage. My friend’s wife became pregnant for the second time and delivered their se...ond child.My story begins here, very soon after her delivery my friend’s father suffered a heart attack and was admitted to a hospital. I on knowing this visited the hospital and came back to my friend’s house. On reaching there I understood that my friend and his mother had gone to the hospital.His wife’s sister had come there to give her company as. He quickly kicked off his slippers, dropped his robe and nestled alongside of her. They laid face to face and he kissed her again, this time tentatively offering his tongue, which she took readily. Through the thickness of her flannel night gown and his pajamas she could feel his erection poking against her leg. His hand was the softness thing she could imagine as it brushed her rock hard nipples through the flannel of her gown. She let her own hand stray down to feel the wondrous implement. She is allowing them to kiss her nipples (which is not permitted). The guys tip her more money. She is holding their neck and head. One is sucking her left breast, and the other her right breast.After five minutes, she comes to us.Crystal, Jill: You go girl. Seems like you are having a blast.Farida: Hahahaha… This is sort of fun. Are we allowed to fuck in here?Jill: Nope.Crystal: We can take permission. If Mr bouncer cordons of the area for 20 minutes. We will have to pay him 100 bucks. Brigitte narrowed her gaze up at the timid-looking ruffian that she had roughed up.“You had better cum quick, kid, ‘cause apparently I’ve go– OUCH!” Brigitte yelped after her firm instruction given to the boy who looked only barely old enough to drink was cut short by a baseball glove-sized hand smack down onto her unarmored rear end.“Get on with it, Miss Soldier. Word has traveled along with you that you’re just as good in bed as you are in the fields of combat – and my friend out there is.