"No . . . I'm glad you did. There's been something I've been wanting to talk to you about." Randi told him."Really? . . . What's that?" Dan asked, loo...ing up at the petite beauty who was standing in front of the hearth."It's about you and Katie." she told him a serious tone, taking a seat next to him on the couch."Okay." Dan responded, suddenly a little nervous.Randi sighed. "I know that you're both seniors . . . adults really since you are both 18 now, and I try not to be naive about these. Next day mai uski gar pe gya uska husband kaam pe gya tha aur dono ache school gai the aur chota beta so raha tha aur wo be lete hui the mai jaa ki uski baaju me baith gya uske pet ki baas me aur ham edhar udhar ki baate karne lage .Fir maine unke upar letne ka naatak keya to o kuch nai boli mai uske pet ki upar leta hua tha aur ham baate kar rah the fir maine dere dere apne haat uske boobs pe rakh kar gumana suru kar deya to wo kuch nai boli to maine uske boobs ko daba deya to wo boli kya kar. It was made all the better by my beautiful wife gently rubbing my asshole with one hand and stroking my cock with her other.She whispered in my ear, is it as yummy to you as it looks to me? Yes, I responded. Does the cum dripping off the end of it just give you the desire to stuff it in your mouth? Yes, I agreed with a soft moan as her finger rubbed up against my tight clean hole. She knew exactly what to say and exactly how to rub my hole to get me to the point of no return.For over a year, we. I saw them together the next few days too till I decided to have a conversation with Riya about Rishabh. Rishabh was a typical Mumbaikar college going boy. A hunk with a rugged dressing style popular amongst girls. He also had an eye on me and my assets in little conversations of hellos and bye bye’s we shared.I asked Riya about Ishan whether he was history or not and also told him about our meeting in Delhi but didn’t mention about the new ladies in his life. Riya was certain that Ishan is her.