There were still two puddles, one of my drool and Bobs sperm and another one of puddled up dog sperm. Plus a little trail of it where it had still bee... leaking out of my pussy after I had stood up. I just couldn't clean it now, my husband wasn't home till tomorrow and I wanted to look at this for a while before destroying the evidence.I was pulled out of my revere by a knock at the door. I grabbed my robe, but I only carried it with me to the door. A look through the peep hole showed it was. Everyone smiled and waved to each other, content as clams. Janie and Crissy talked on the phone a few times during the week, but no one shared any details of those conversations.Saturday finally arrived and Bill reflected that it had been quite a week. He and Janie hadn't had sex, but the kisses, the flirting, the tenderness with each other had been constant. Bill thought his cock hadn't been totally limp all week. It was like his cock had been on alert status, and he had been aware of being. Agle din tuetion main mai unse aankh nahi mila paa rahi thi. Aur wo mujhe smile de rahe the. Us raat phir 12baje unka phone aaya, wo bole anju phone ki tone kam kardo, koi sun na le. Phir wo bole tune kabhi kiss kiya hai. Maine kaha “nahi”.“kya? Wow mai tumhe kiss karoo.” Maine kaha “nahi plz””accha phone par to kar sakte hai” aur wo mujhe manane lege, aur gigidane lege. Akhhir maine kaha “ok phone par kar lo””unhone phone par mujhe lambi si kisssss ki.” Main garam hone lagi thi ek ajeeb si. All that while I was controlling myself, but couldn’t control anymore.She had a clean shaven pussy and surprisingly was pink in color, unlike the natural Indian brown complexion. She said another thing and that she was not really getting what a woman should get in bed and her husband was real selfish and never cared about her bodily pleasure. She trusts me and she wants to take our friendship and trust to the next level.For a minute I understood what she wanted and was not her fault.Sometimes.