“Hey Chris, are you busy?’, she asked. “No, I was about to get ready for bed. What’s up?”, I replied. “I wanted to let you know that Lexie...and Cody were seeing each other but it’s over. They had another big fight and he walked out on her again.”, she stated, seemingly happy. “I’m sorry to hear that.”, I answered, quickly. “You are?”, she quickly answered. “Well obviously she is still in love with him. I mean who does what she did at the party and not be in love?”, I asked. “I know, I feel. She wanted to be well fucked by him.I watched as Ana slid to the carpet, pulled off her moisted thong and spread her legs wide to accept another man's hard dick instead of mine. Then I looked at the old man and his mighty sword pushing Ana’s pussy lips wider than they have ever been stretched before.My wife groaned as the first few inches invaded her soaking wet cunt; but groans turned to moans as his cock drove deeper and deeper into her depths. She whimpered at first, but then she begged him. She asked me why I am upset. I was like got surprised that my bhabhi was knowing my mood.I started sharing things with her. I told her being 25 yrs of age I still dont have a GF. It was making me so frustrated that I used to see each woman with a lust. I shared this thing with her. She understood my concern. One evening (after 3-4 days) we were doing ‘Masti’ with each other’s hair. She pulled mind first and then me too did the same thing.I went out of the door running away from her. She also. ” saying that karan raised my hands and his eyes allmost poped out as he seen my armpits. as i raised my arms my thick black under-arm hair was revealed, wet now with perspiration. Instinctively he placed his hands under my arm-pits, massaging hair. ‘You like your aunt’s hairy arm-pits? You like my unkempt hair? My arm-pits are so wet baby, so sensitive….like another pussy….you want to lick my hair…you want to rub your sweet young face in my wanton hair-pits?’Karan could only nod his assent.