Wahan sex ka mahol chhya hua tha.1 ko mut ne ka bahut laga tha lekin wo jasake aisa nahi tha agar wo niche aata to sabh ko pata chal jaata.is liye fir...meri biwi ne uska land muh me le liya aur chusna chalu kar diya itna jor se chus rahi hi ki woh ladka uske muh me hi mut pada.to woh sara mut pi gayee.fir waha itna joshila mahol ban gaya ki baat mat puchho 5 k 5 ladke ne biwi ko bari bari choda aur gand mari aur woh bhi marvati gayee.fir meri biwi abh paheli bar apna pani jabh chhone wali thi. Can I ask, do you think I'm a sexy woman?” I asked.He was a surprised by the question. He wasn't sure why I asked it. He stammered a little bit.“Well, yes I guess you are sexy. But it's weird that you are asking; you are my best friend's sister,” Sam said.“Well I know. But do you think I'm as sexy as all the women in that magazine?” I replied.Then, being surprised still, he pulled out the magazine.“Well I guess so. But they are naked,” Sam said.“Well, would you need to see me naked for you to. I can tell you’re wondering what I’m going to do, and I can sense your arousal. I silently walk around to the foot of your bed, and glance between your thighs. Your pussy is wet and glistening, and your labia are beginning to spread on their own accord as your arousal grows. I place my hands on your ankles and let my hands slide up your legs, caressing them; stroking them…I let my hands slide extremely close to your trembling, dripping pussy, even letting my fingers brush the crease where. It's easy to identify as buttered bread. Martin kisses my lips, but only briefly. I whimper when he pulls away."Do you want more?"I'm not sure whether he means more food, or more kissing, but the answer's the same. "Yes, please."He chuckles and feeds me more cherries, cheese and honeyed bread. I can hear him chewing as well. When I ask for it, he presses the wine to my lips.At length, Martin sighs and sits back. "I think we've had enough of this. Stay put for a moment, if you please."He leans.