He ask me I am telling truth or lying him than I request him dear if the start of friendship is lie than how they become good friends, than he believe...me and ask one more question we both are strange to each other, so he ask me how he can trust me? As its question of his reputation as they belong to reputed family, they just want fun not any problems. He asks me how they can trust me? As I am gentleman and trust worthy to them this is big issue for him as he sharing his wife with me. I say him. Asal mein who jab ghar ka kaam karteen hain to ek patla sa nighty pehenti hai taki kaam karne mein koi pareshani naa hon. Maine us din unko theek se dheka. Ek bar koi kapda uthate samay who thoda jhunki aur unka poora cleavege vazar aya. Main dang reh gaya. Mujhe us din pata chala ki meri maa kitni akarshak hain. Hum school jane wale ladke jinko hot, sexy aur maal kehete hain meri maa in teeno ke definition mein perfect baithti hain. Us rat maine sare sharm ko hata kar apni maa ko nanga imagine. "Let's use Yellow as the code word to stop anything before it goes to far, okay?" Yellow it is," I said."Yeah, yellow," Julie chimed in. Shimmying out of her robe and palming her pussy in anticipation.Hoke's dinger was at attention. Taking advantage of his position next to the bed I began jerking him off. God, I loved handling him almost as much as having him inside me."Ummm," he sighed. That's nice Rachel, very nice. But why don't you find some scarves or something so I can tie our friend to. .." Shelooked towards her wrecked living room and visibly winced."I guess I'll go home," I told her with a sigh.When Marissa got up and walked me to the door, I noticed that she wasn'thunched over or limping in the slightest. In fact, she moved as thoughshe didn't have so much as a bruise on her body. Then again, after whatshe'd told me about the Outsiders, maybe she didn't.I went home and just collapsed into my recliner, ignoring the fact thatmy own clothes had blood on them. My entire world.