" Ok, how about you, Vicky?" asked Jack. "You said you knew how to play poker, and that you were not afraid to play strip poker. We can go together." ...ell, er... if its ok with Kat," said Vicky, hesitantly, looking at Kat. The look on Vicky's face said she was really asking Kat to get her out this mess she had just talked herself into. Kat, however, seemed to be enjoying watching Vicky squirm. "It's ok with me," Kat said, with a smile. "Provided, of course," she added. "That I get to watch Jack. If I had to guess she was less than an A cup, probably not more than a 28A, and with the padding nearly and A cup, and like so many bras there was a tiny little bow between the cups that really gets me turned on. But what I saw was a perky little breast with a nipple that would drive a man wild. It was so bright red and probably the size of a pencil eraser. My cock hardened, I sat down in a chair facing her and made sure I made eye contact and nothing else. I was a good corporate manager, well. He was growing into a cute guy: tall, skinny and ridiculously tan. I looked into his deep dark eyes. “Oh, Danny,” I said. “That was… We shouldn’t do that.” “Why, Maddie? I like you a lot. I’m pretty sure you like me. I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time.” “Danny, I like you, I do. But, like, no. I can’t right now.” I found my shirt on the chair as well and, dropping the towel, pulled it over my head, with thoughts of Paul and our encounter from the previous day in my head. With the shirt. Bhabhi ghr mei top aur leggings pehenti thi. Leggings mei unke pair aur thighs bahut hi hot lagte the. Aur unki gand to aise lagti thi jaise wahi chod du. Shuru mei to mujhe itna khichav nahi tha bhabhi ki taraf kyuki mera saara mal to maa ko jata tha par bad bad mei mujhe apne bhabhi ki taraf bhi khichav hone laga. W o ghar mei loose neck tops pehna kerti thi to .Mai kafi samay unke sath rehne laga aur unse baate karne laga. Kam karte karte jab wo niche zukhti thi to unke cleavge mujhe dikhte.