It was a span of 5-q0 minutes and that was what we spoke last before males enter in the room again with bit of giggle and with the glasses in their hands, bare chest wearing just underwear both stood bit far from the bed.
For the first time I was looking at Suresh Bhaiya in that state, I could make out the bulge in her underwear and that was all because of me and like him Sharad was also heavy and erect in his boxers and that is because of other naked woman on the bed; Rita Bhabhi. Next Sharad, my husband spoke to me,
“Tripti tum kitni moti hoti jaa rahi ho, apne aap ko thoda sa maintain kiya karo….dekho Rita Bhabhi ki body kitni pyari hai” (Tripti you are getting fat, just try to maintain yourself…see Rita Bhabhi’s body is so lovely) Sharad was looking at Rita Bhabhi’s naked body while saying that and I too looked at her and could see that like me she was also feeling embarrassed while lying naked in front of some other man,
that is when her own husband is also present there. Before I would have thought about saying something, or screaming over my husband Suresh Bhaiya spoke to him “Kya baat kar raha hai yaar, mera to Bhabhi ko poore kapdon mein dekhkar hi khada ho jaata hai, abhi soch mera kya haal ho raha hoga, jab ye poori Nangi leti hui hain mere saamne”
(what are you saying, I get hard on when I see Bhabhi (me) in full clothes, just imagine what I will be feeling right now, when she is lying naked in front of me) Suresh Bhaiya was looking at me while saying that and now he was getting confident with his voice and he caressed his penis over his underwear as he saw that I am looking at him.
“To daal de naa yaar…khuli to padi ye hai saamne….daaru kya pee raha hai?” My husband Sharad instantly replied to his friend, told him to insert into me instead of having drink as I am lying in front of him. I was speechless, could not think of saying anything against his shamelessness and I could see that Rita Bhabhi was also in same state.
For both of us it was height of being embarrassed and somewhere I could make out that men were trying to arouse us with their conversation and up to an extent it was working, at least on me. “Nahi abhi ruk thodi der, Chut Gili hone de inki…tadapne de dono ko thodi der…kam se kam adha ghanta.” (No, not now, let their fuckhole get wet…let them suffer for some time…at least for half an hour)
Suresh Bhaiya spoke to Sharad and told him not to hurry and wait for at least half an hour so that we can get wet in our fuckholes. “Adha Ghanta? Check kar leta hun ungli daal kar, Tripti ki to gili hogi… she was aroused?” (Half an hour?, let’s checkout by putting in the finger, Tripti(me) should be wet, she was aroused)
Sharad replied with bit of surprise as he heard that Suresh Bhaiya is telling him to wait for half an hour just to tease us, and with that Sharad moved towards me to check my wetness but Suresh Bhaiya stopped him and spoke “Ruk…tu Rita ki check kar main Bhabhi ki check karta hun” (wait…You check Rita, I will check Bhabhi (me).
Oh…God I could not believe whatever was happening with me, rather with both of us. Next moment Suresh Bhaiya was standing beside me and my husband was next to him and he was waiting for his friend to insert his finger in his wife’s fuckhole and with just a thought of it I started puffing and they could see that I am breathing heavy.
I looked at Rita Bhabhi and as expected her eyes were stuck to her husband who was about to insert his finger in some other female’s fuckhole and that is in front of her eyes. And finally it happened; Suresh Bhaiya touched my fuckhole tenderly in slow motion and moved his finger over my vertical crack and I moaned loud in desperation and tried to set myself free one more time and completely failed this time too.
“Bhabhi kya baat hai, chut ek dum chikni kar rakhi hai aapne” “Maine kari hai…abhi abhi…tere chusne ke liye….” Suresh Bhaiya spoke while looking at me with a smile and my husband replied to him, “Hmmmm…..ye baat hai…? Meri Bhabhi ko mujhse apni Chut Chuswani hai” Suresh Bhaiya spoke again in teasing fashion while looking at me with naughty gesture.
His words increased my uneasiness even more and I started moaning lightly, this was when Suresh Bhaiya’s finger was just rolling over my soft fuckhole and it was not inserted, but that too happened. “Ahhh…..” Suresh Bhaiya inserted his finger in my fuckhole, I moaned loud in pleasure and trembled deep inside strangely,
I was touched my some other man for the first time in my life and that is directly into my fuckhole and feeling was beyond my ability to write, Bhaiya was moving his finger in and out slowly and looking at my facial expression and I closed my eyes as could not see into his eyes and just then I heard my husband Sharad asking him, “kya haal hai….geeli hai na….?” “Hmmmm…..Bhabhi ki Chut Geeli to hai…but abhi thodi aur Geeli honi chahiye”
Suresh Bhaiya replied while looking at me with continues cunning smile and I could make out that intentionally he was trying to arouse me with his words and up to an extent he was succeeding. “Do minute oongli se Chodega to ye poori Geeli ho jaayegi” my husband replied to Suresh Bhaiya and told him that if he will fuck me with his finger for two minutes,
I will be totally wet but Sharad Bhaiya denied to do that and spoke “Nahi apne aap Geeli hone de……. tadapne de thodi der Bhabhi ko, ….jitna der se Chodunga Bhabhi mujhe utna jayada mazza degi.” Once again Suresh Bhaiya spoke told my husband that let me get wet on my own and let me suffer as in delaying I will give him more pleasure and then he spoke again and told my husband to check wetness of his wife Rita Bhabhi saying “tu chal kar Rita ki check kar”.
“Ohh…God…” Rita Bhabhi till now who was just looking at the things happening with me moaned loud as she saw men moving towards her and she tried to released herself but like me she also failed and now like she in my case, I was the audience in her case and now my husband was the one who was going to insert his finger in some other females fuckhole in front of my eyes and that too happened.
My husband stood beside Rita Bhabhi and like Suresh Bhaiya he too moved his hand over his wife’s fuckhole and spoke to him but while looking into Rita Bhabhi’s eyes “Chut to Bhabhi ki bhi ek dum chikni hai…malaai ki tarah…mazza aayega Chusne mein”.
Like me Rita Bhabhi also moaned and tried to set herself free one more time but it hardly made any difference and soon Rita Bhabhi gasped differently and I could make out from the movement from Sharad’s hand that he was fisting Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole tenderly and spoke to Rita Bhabhi “Bhabhi aap to almost dry ho…”
“thodi der isske bowbe chus….abhi gili ho jaayegi…apne daanto se isski nipple kaat” Suresh Bhaiya somewhat gave my husband tip to make his wife wet and told him to suck her breast and bite her nipples and while saying that he went closer to Rita Bhabhi and pinched her nipple and tried to pull it out and Rita Bhabhi moaned really loud with a dry throat.
My husband moved ahead bit and caressed Rita Bhabhi’s breasts nicely and spoke “abhi Nahi….. thodi der baad…. Bhabhi ko bhi thoda garam hone de….” turning my face I was looking at my husband’s every act and as I saw him playing with Rita Bhabhi’s breasts I felt my breasts getting heavier and realized that I am further wet down there and I started breathing heavy again
and this time my excitement was significant to both the males as I was puffing bit loud and just then I heard my husband talking to Suresh Bhaiya “Jaa teri Bhabhi tujhe bula rahi hai….” And then Sharad spoke to me, rather asked me after addressing my name “Tripti ready ho na?” Sharad’s words aroused me even more and I got even more excited and my husband spoke to Suresh Bhaiya again
“Dekh nipple sakhat ho rahe hain meri biwi ke….chus jaakar unko….” Suresh Bhaiya moved to me and spoke to me while coming closer “waise main Chahta tha Bhabhi mujhe khud bole…ki Bhaiya aakar mujhe Chodo…but aap nahi bologe…” Suresh Bhaiya paused and then spoke again
“koi baat nahi…..main to fir bhi Chodunga aapko… aapke husband ne mujhe permission de di ha and I can see that you need me….!more than that I need you….Bhabhi aapne mujhe pagal kar rakha hai” with that Suresh Bhaiya sat beside me and took my flabby breasts in his hands and caressed my melon and then took both in her hands and started playing with them
and squeezed my fruits to pleasure me and I moaned sexily as excitement in my body was increasing continuously immaterial who was touching me. “Tu Rita ke Bowbe Chus main Bhabhi ke Chusta hun” Suresh Bhaiya spoke again this time to my husband and told him to suck Rita Bhabhi’s breasts and he is sucking mine and my husband Sharad accepted that and next moment
both the males started sucking each other’s wife’s breasts and both the wives, me and Rita Bhabhi started moaning in pleasure and soon I started shivering too. Every passing moment was making me fucking crazy, turning my face I could see my husband sucking Suresh Bhaiya’s wife’s breasts like a child and Rita Bhabhi was moaning sexily over his suck,
along with that I was also getting sucked madly and things really went bizarre when I felt Suresh Bhaiya teethes over my long and erect nipple and I screamed loud in pain. Suresh Bhaiya stopped a bit and spoke to Sharad and somewhat informed him that he has bitten my nipple and told him to bite Rita Bhabhi’s nipple lightly and his words were
“Maine Bhabhi ka nipple kaat liya…tu Bhi kaat le Rita ke dheere se ek baar” and Sharad did that, like me Rita Bhabhi also screamed as she felt my husband’s teethes over her tiny erect nipples. I could make out that was Suresh Bhaiya’s way of making love and arousing female, Sharad never thought about biting nipples.
Anyway after some more breast play both men started playing with each other’s wife’s body tenderly while sitting beside us, Suresh Bhaiya was moving his hands over my body, squeezing flesh of my thighs again and again and spoke to his wife, addressing her name “Rita see, ye hoti hain Jaanghe(thighs)…jaisi Bhabhi ki hain….tum bahut patli ho..thoda weight gain karo”
Suresh Bhaiya was enjoying plump flesh of my thighs and he told Rita Bhabhi to gain some weight to make her thighs like mine. Like Suresh Bhaiya my husband Sharad was playing with Rita Bhabhi, like his friend he was moving his hand over his wife and I heard him saying to Rita Bhabhi “Bhabhi kya kar rahe ho? Thoda paani chhodo…. Chut geeli karo apni”
Once again I saw Sharad’s finger was invading Suresh Bhaiya’s wife’s fuckhole and from Sharad words I could make out that Rita Bhabhi was yet not much wet and next moment Suresh Bhaiya did same act with Sharad’s wife, that is me, he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and moved in and out for a while to make me moan and spoke to Sharad,
“Bhabhi to tyar hai…..apne Ladle devar se pyar karwane ke liye” “Tu shuru kar Tripti ke saath…main Bhabhi ko thoda aur geela karrta hun ” Sharad replied him and while fisting Rita Bhabhi’s fuckhole he told him to start fucking me and he will try to make Rita Bhabhi more wet. In reply Suresh Bhaiya called him here by saying “tu bhi yahan aa jaa….. Bhabhi ko Chodne mein meri help kar”
he paused and then spoke again in continuation “aur Rita ko dekhne de, jo kuch bhi main Bhabhi ke saath kar raha hun….isski Chut apne aap geeli ho jaayegi” and then he spoke again “Fir main teri help karunga Rita ko Chodne mein” my husband got up instantly while saying “hmmmm……good Idea…handling bhi easy ho jaayegi….ek ek kar ke Choddte hain inko”
and with that my husband also came to my side and asked Suresh Bhaiya “bol kahan se khana shuru karna hai issko?” “yahan se” my husband asked him from where he want to start eating me and once again Suresh Bhaiya moved his hand over my soft fuckhole while saying from here and with that he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and like always I gasped in pleasure.
Suresh Bhaiya looked at my blissful expressions and spoke again “mujhe sabse pahle apni pyari Bhabhi ki Chut ka Paani taste karna hai.” (First of all I want to taste juices of my Bhabhi’s fuckhole), from Suresh Bhaiya’s words I could make out that like Sharad he also know how to arouse a female through his words.
“Tripti mere dost ko Tumhari Chut ka Paani peena hai…..” (Tripti my friend wants to taste your fuckhole juices) addressing my name Sharad spoke to me this time and next he inserted his finger in my fuckhole and then addressing my name spoke again “Tripti Sharmaao matt, achhe se paani chhodo aur Suresh ki pyas bujhao”
(Tripti don’t feel shy, release plenty of fluid and vanish Suresh’s thirst) and then my husband spoke to Suresh Bhaiya “Shuru kar…ek dum mast Geeli hai” certainly I was wet and I was wet like never before, everything happening with my was out of this world and in addition to conversation which two males were doing,
it was effect of alcohol which was making me crazy and I was somewhat waiting to get fucked but truly speaking a at that time I was still uneasy with a fact that it is actually Suresh Bhaiya who is going to fuck me and from my heavy breath and uneasiness gesture my husband could make out that I am not comfortable at all and next moment he came beside me,
lied between me and Rita Bhabhi and started kissing me and explored my mouth nicely to comfort me and spoke to me while looking into my eyes, “I love you…remember ye sirf sex hai….nothing else…enjoy karo issko”. Just then I felt hands over my massive thighs and it was none other than Suresh Bhaiya, I went restless and moaned loud and started breathing high,
Suresh Bhaiya was enjoying caressing my fleshy thighs tenderly and slowly his hands were going closer to my fuckhole again and suddenly I felt his hot breath over my fuckhole and in a moment Suresh Bhaiya licked my fuckhole tenderly to make in moan intensely. Gradually his speed of licking my vertical slit increased and holding my thighs with his hands he went on rolling his tongue over my fuckhole and tried to bury his mouth into my fuckhole.
My husband started kissing me again and I somewhat started responding to his kiss. Truly speaking I cannot write the feeling I was going through and no woman in this world can feel the pleasure I was feeling when my husband was kissing me madly to comfort me so that I can enjoy the sucking I was going through by his friend and very soon breaking the kiss I started moaning with evident pleasure.
I don’t know what Rita Bhabhi would have felt about me as from my moans she could make out that I am in pleasure. “Arre yaar……main theek se suck nahi kar paa raha…Bhabhi ki taange kholni padengi…” Suresh Bhaiya stopped sucking me and spoke, my husband’s friend was not in comfortable posture to suck my fuckhole properly and he wanted to release my legs and Sharad did that,
untying my legs from the rope holding my knee joint my husband folded my legs inwards and held them tight and apart so that his friend can suck his wife the way he wants and Suresh Bhaiya too climbed on bed and leaned over my fuckhole and very next moment he started eating me like a hungry dog.
My husband Sharad was sitting on my left near my breasts, leaning and holding my folded thighs apart to give Suresh Bhaiya full access of my fuckhole and I was moaning in pleasure and getting crazy from the way both men were handling me and my body. I turned to see Rita Bhabhi and saw her face, she was looking at me and my expressions “Bhabhi…ye sab kya ho raha hai…”
I spoke to her while moaning loud, Rita Bhabhi did not replied to me rather she also seemed excited to me from her facial expressions and she kept on looking at me and my pleasure expressions and her condition got even worse. Down there at my lower half Suresh Bhaiya was getting rough over my fuckhole and his tongue was moving inside me crack as my husband Sharad
was somewhat guiding Suresh Bhaiya and telling him suck me harder and deeper by saying “Achhe se Chus isski Chut…issko bahut mazza aata jab main isski Chut ke andar tak apni Jeebh ghumata hun”. My God I cannot forget what they were doing to me in my entire life, I was shouting in strange voice, holding my thighs apart to maximum my husband was looking at his friend that how he is sucking his wife vigorously.
Suresh Bhaiya was crushing my cunt lips with his lips and tongue roughly and he was parting them again and again with it. Moreover couple of times he flicked my clitoris and tried to suck it as if he wants to take out every single drop of my pleasure juices. Next my husband further parted my fleshy thighs and folded me up and spoke to Suresh Bhaiya
“maine Pakad ke rakha hai kas ke issko…tu isska clitoris rub kar achhe se…dekhio ye kaise pagal ho jaayegi” I could not see anything except my husband’s face as I was almost into my half and my feet were pointing roof and my husband my holding me tight and apart and using his fingers Suresh Bhaiya started playing with my fuckhole and rubbed my opening vigorously
after invading me couple of times and somewhat searched my Clitoris with his fingers and rubbed me madly over there and I went crazy with that act and I started trembling in strange pleasure, I went wild with my physical movement screamed without any care as I was not opened like that in my entire married life but Sharad somehow overcame my physical movements and I completely failed in bringing my thighs together.
As Sharad said it was pleasure out of the world moreover it was pleasure at its worst, it literary took my breath I went mad in just few seconds. It was not that I was getting rubbed over my clitoris for the first time but I was now forced to stay apart at my thighs since now.
Thankfully Suresh Bhaiya ragged my clitoris hardly for few seconds and as I started trembling in fever with sobbing gasps he sensed my condition and stopped to prevent me to reach to my climax with that but got up on the bed and took off his underwear instantly and intentionally showed me his thick and long monster while jerking to and fro and spoke in excited fashion
“Bhabhi…ye dekho…now I am going to fuck you with this” and then he asked Sharad “Bol Chod Dun Bhabhi ko? Teri permission hai na?” “haan haan…Chod de…loha garam hai…..maar de hathoda” Sharad replied to his friend. My husband Sharad was thick long but Suresh Bhaiya was nevertheless thick, like my husband he was also mammoth in size.
Next Sharad Bhaiya sat down on his knees and spoke to my husband “Sharad…Peeche se daalna hai… Bhabhi ko Ghodi banna” “Tripti turn around” addressing my name my husband spoke to me and told me to get on my four as his friend wants to fuck me from behind in doggy style known as Ghodi in Hindi and then releasing my legs from his grip Sharad helped me to get me on my four by turning my body around,
still with hands tied and I somewhat co-operated with them as I was not at all in condition to protest at least mentally as I was also aroused and my fuckhole was twitching in desire of getting stuffed by a monster, now it was immaterial that it belongs to whom, my husband Sharad or his best friend Suresh Bhaiya.
As I turned around, Sharad; my own husband parted my thighs bit more apart so that his friend can fuck me better from behind and I did that and moaned intensely with a thought that that now I am going to get fucked by some other man and that is in my husband’s presence.
Turning my face I looked at Rita Bhabhi she was lying as she was few minutes back and I could see that she was very excited from the things happening around, from the way her husband was sucking me and playing with my plump body in front of her eyes, moreover she knew this fact very well that very soon she will be at my place and like my husband,
her husband will be helping Sharad to fuck her after a wild foreplay, like they did it with me and all these things were turning her on she was humming in excitement with significant expressions. “Bhabhi ye sab kya ho raha hai…Suresh Bhaiya mujhe fuck karne lagge hain” I spoke to Rita Bhabhi in excitement and once again Rita Bhabhi did not responded verbally but I could see that she that my words further aroused her.
My husband Sharad’s hands were on my waist and next moment once again I moaned loud as Suresh Bhaiya moved her hands under me, over my wet opening nicely to excite me and then slapped my fleshy ass mounds once and gripped its flesh in her palm and spoke “Haaye Bhabhi…mazza aagaya…aapke Chuttadon ne kab se meri Neend udda rakhi thi…aaj ye mil hi gaye ye mujhe….”
His words further turned me on and I moved myself back to touch his crotch and I touched his rod. Once gain Suresh Bhaiya moved her hands over my waist and came closer and sensing my excitement Shard spoke “Meri Biwi bechain ho rahi hai…apne devar ka Lund andar lene ke liye hmmmm….?”
I moaned loud as apart from my husband’s arousing words, once again Suresh Bhaiya’s hand was under me, over my fuckhole and this time he invaded two of his finger in me, may be to locate my opening and soon I felt tip of Suresh Bhaiya’s rod over my pleasure hole and next moment he plunged me from behind and went deep inside me with his monster.
Arching my head up in excitement I moaned loud in divine pleasure of getting stuffed after so much of foreplay. Truly speaking at that time I desperately needed a man in my fuckhole and as I got stuffed from behind I was in intense pleasure, Immaterial who it was my husband or his best friend I was moaning in pleasure and did not wanted him to stop,
as such there was not much difference in the size of the Penis of the two males but knowledge of this fact that my husband is holding my waist and pushing me back over Sharad Bhaiya’s crotch and the person who is fucking me from behind is my Husband’s best friend whom I have always addressed Bhaiya was something which was making me crazy and very soon I was feeling
as if I will reach to my climax and I started myself banging back on Suresh Bhaiya hard and my act excited him more and Suresh Bhaiya started ram fucking me and stood up on his feet and soon he also started grunting in pleasure while riding on me and I felt as if he will also reach to his climax very soon but he stopped as he realized that he will not be able to stand for long
and parted my thighs further apart and tried to suck my fuckhole in same posture and somehow started licking my fuckhole like a dog. While looking back I started moaning again and in even more desperately. My husband was looking at his friend that how he is licking his wife and Sharad himself was parting my thighs so that Suresh Bhaiya’s tongue can reach to my fuckhole properly in that uncomfortable posture of sucking a female cunt.
Soon Suresh Bhaiya stopped and turned me on my back again and came over me, I could see hell of lust in his eyes, I was nevertheless excited, I was already taken back to normal twice after reaching close to the climax and now I wanted to cum and like me Suresh Bhaiya also seemed going for a final fuck with me and he took my legs up to his shoulder and held my fleshy thighs
in his hands and squeezed them and spoke in frantic tone while looking into my eyes “Bhabhi aapki ye Jaanghe hain na….mann kar raha hai pura Khus jaaun inke beech mein ……main khud hi aapki Chut ke andar chala jaaun”. Though I knew this that Suresh Bhaiya stare at my body but I never knew that he was obsessed with my fleshy body so much; my ample thighs,
my flabby milky juggs and plump ass mounds and from his desperate behavior I could make out that he was lusting over me from long and today he is taking out all his frustration through his words. Soon he placed his rod over my fuck opening again and went deep inside me with a jerk and folded my body into half,
he was lying over me and as my legs were over his shoulders now once again they were pointing roof and like that Suresh Bhaiya fucked me madly, his buttocks went up and down like a machine and we both cried in fucking pleasure endlessly. Suresh Bhaiya hissed loud while diving into me and I wrapped my legs around his back as now he was still and releasing his sticky cum inside my fuckhole,
I too climaxed at the same time and because of his vigorous fucking I trembled feverishly while cumming like never before while holding his body and that is in my husband’s presence. We both were spent and after a minute Suresh Bhaiya got up and went down from bed and spoke while looking at me “Bhabhi mazza aagaya….” And after that he went inside the toilet.
I was still lying with my hands tied and in the same posture and could not believe whatever happened just now. Next my husband Sharad came closer and started kissing me and I too replied to his love making. I was never spent like that ever in my married life, it was excitement which cannot be written in any words, and it can only be felt.
After breaking the kiss Sharad kept on caressing my forehead while looking into my eyes, my hairs were spread and mindset was strange and as such I was not having any words to speak. Although my legs were free to move but mentally I was not at all in condition to hit anybody even then Suresh Bhaiya suggested Sharad to tie my legs as he came out from the toilet and told him to proceed to Rita Bhabhi by saying,
“Bhabhi ke pair baandh de fir se, aur shuru kar Rita ke saath….issko bhi thanda Karen…Bhabhi ke Chudai dekh kar ye bahut garam ho gayi hai”. As Suresh Bhaiya came out and spoke that, Shard got up from my side and started tying my legs and very soon finished tying them together as I was not at all protesting. Sharad got up and went inside the toilet while saying I will just come.
After wearing his underwear Suresh Bhaiya went to his wife and sat down on the floor and caressed her forehead, “ Suresh Please leave me, I don’t want to do all this” Rita Bhabhi spoke to him Suresh Bhaiya smiled and spoke with a giggle “what do you think, Bhabhi ye karna Chahti thi….? Nahi na? jaise unke saath hua hai waise tumhare saath bhi hoga”
(What do you think Bhabhi wanted to do it…….? The way it is done with her, it will be done with you) Rita Bhabhi was really very restless just like I was few minutes back and excited too and just then Sharad came back from the toilet and once again lied between we two on the bed but this time he was facing Rita Bhabhi and caressed Rita Bhabhi’s body touching it from her thigh
till her breasts and took one of her mango in his hand and fondled nicely while squeezing, Rita Bhabhi moaned nicely over my husband’s touch, I could see her as now my legs were tied together and not further to the leg of the bed so I got up a bit slowly and lifted my body on my elbow.
Once again Suresh Bhaiya caressed Rita Bhabhi’s fore head and spoke to her “Rita I love you…aur ye karna bahut zaroori hai…! You know…! This is the only way out…! Try to enjoy….!” And like my husband he too leaned over his wife and kissed her properly and tried to comfort her for the fuck she was about to get from his best friend and I saw that Rita Bhabhi responded to Suresh Bhaiya’s kiss but after few seconds.
Next Suresh Bhaiya spoke to my husband Sharad, after breaking the kiss and gave him tip to arouse his wife by saying “isske dono bowbe chus achhe se…aur daanto se isske nipple kaat….abhi do minute mein mast ho jaayegi” (suck her both the breasts and bite her nipples, she will go crazy).
Like I mentioned earlier in physical appearance Rita Bhabhi was just opposite to me, I will not say that she is thin she is short in height and has a luscious body, properly curved and having nothing as extra flush. Certainly my breasts were much heavier than her but just like Suresh Bhaiya, my husband seemed obsessed with his friends perfect figured wife
and he was desperate to enjoy Rita Bhabhi’s body and next moment he partially came over her and almost covered her completely and started sucking her breast like a child and like me Rita Bhabhi also started moaning in pleasure of feeding her milk to her husband’s friend. My husband went on going from Rita Bhabhi’s one breasts to another again and again in front of my eyes
and as told by Suresh Bhaiya he bit her nipples nicely 3-4 times and with her hands and legs tied it was significant from Rita Bhabhi’s pleasure cries that she was enjoying getting bitten and getting excited with every passing moment. “kaan ke pass kiss kar issko…” Suresh Bhaiya gave Sharad another tip to arouse his wife and Sharad followed him and came completely over
his friend’s wife to kiss her properly near her ears and Rita Bhabhi went crazy with that and started moaning with broken breath. As such I could see everything clearly, by now I was sitting on the bed with my hands and legs tied and everything was happening next to me, my husband was playing with Rita Bhabhi nicely,
slowly his hands went down to her fuckhole and he invaded her fuckhole with his finger and Rita Bhabhi moaned differently. “tayyar hai na….?” Suresh Bhaiya asked Sharad is she ready and Sharad replied with “Hmmm…. Meri pyari Bhabhi ek dum tayar hai….. apne devar se pyar karwane ke liye”.
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