“Don’t listen to him, Katja” I confided to her, ignoring him completely. “Here, grab hold of it.” I offered.Katja passed me the tray she was...holding and as I placed it on the empty seat next to me, I grabbed a glass. Taking a sip of my bubbly, I watched excitedly as Katja placed one of her small delicate hands around my husband’s prick and slowly started wanking him. Although I couldn't really care less what anyone thought, I ignored what was happening beside me and cast a quick glance around. All these things were happening when we dint even have clarity on where we were taking it to.One day, while we were just walking on the road, she said that it was her birthday the next day and she needs some special gift from me as I am the closest of all the friends she has got and a lovely brother as well. The entire conversation as below:P: it is my bday tomorrow.S: wow. Why dint you tell me before? So what do you want? And what would be my treat?P: told you now. I need something special. Harry played along to extract her sexual preferences in a test of honesty and trust. Extremely comfortable with men as well as women, he amused himself by directing the conversation.Harry’s experience was not as varied so he regaled the tale of cuckolding another man last week. He watched Laura’s eyes widen at the realisation he was not just some sappy book collector and agent. Her thoughts gave away her pleasurable reaction to the spiciness of the story. His intuition, dormant for a few days,. .Sunil : abhi tho aur bhi dard hoga jab mein tumhari seal todunga…?Mein : seal…matlab…?Sunil : tumhari pussy (chut) mein jab pehli baar mera (dick) lund jayega tab tumhari seal tut jayegi… phir tum virgin nahi rahogi…..abhi dekhti jao meri jaan ….kya kya karta hoon…shaadi ke pehle tho tumne kuch karne nahi diya… Aaj tumhe ladki se aaurat banana wala hoon main…..Mein : mein sharmate hui boli….tum bahut sexy ho…kitni gandi gandi baatein karte ho…Sunil : issi mein to maza aata hai meri.