I rubbed my head between her inner thighs while running my head up and rotating my face to blow warm air across her camel toe. She quivered and gave a...nervous moan as we were in plain site of any passers outback the restaurant.I grasped her hips and slowly turned her around, coupling her beautiful plump full ass. I ran my face up & down her crack while pausing on her lower back and flickering my tongue like a snake several times. She arched her back so much she almost hit me with the back of. Sharon could sense I was nervous and offered me a beer and then directed me to the living room and a seat on the sofa where she sat next to me. Mary sat in a chair across from the sofa.It didn’t take long before Sharon was kissing me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I returned the favor as our tongues played with each other. She took my hand and placed it on her tit and I squeezed it gently. It felt firm in my hand. The next thing I felt was her hand rubbing my cock through my pants as I was. There is no hotel in Umatilla. There’s no In’n’Out Burger Shack, either. It’s actually a tiny, little place called ‘Home Town Burgers’ that we drove past. I have usually tried to be accurate in my description of places. Guess I pretty much blew it in Umatilla. Of course, it was on purpose, needed them for the story. I think it’s the only place I’ve ever exaggerated like that.There’s no ‘Honey Bunzz’, either, the name I’ve used. It’s the ‘Riverview Exotic Dance’, a little brick building with. She brought her hands on my butts and pressed me closer to her and said “faisal! Meri jan! What is our relation” I press her boobs and said “You are my wife’s friend and your husband is my friend in this connection you are my Sali like and bhabbi too” She turned her face and while licking on my lips she said “then call me bhabbi, I love your fucking being your bhabbi. Please call me bhabbi and fuck me”. Hearing this I squeezed her boobs with my full force and bit on her ears saying, “bhabbi you.