At the same time the girl underneath me became rigid as a board, her hands clawed into my back, raking along my sides, her wails turning into moaning ...s she struggled for air, a fierce blush spreading from her face to her breasts. As if by a secret signal given by an unknown force, the train rattled and clanged into motion at this exact moment, cutting short this monumental happening, stopping the sensory overload like a switch thrown on an electric junction box. As one we sighed as we all sank. She gasped in surprise as she squirmed some more. Her bra was cutting into her now so she attempted to readjust it until it suddenly popped undone at the back. The dress continued to tear, the material going loose then falling off her together with her bra. Her panties had disappeared into the folds of her fat until the elastic gave out though they stayed there, sealed within her own dampness. The dress seemed to twitch as it shrunk further until gradually it broke apart and melted away. You are coming next Saturday?” I was pressing her breasts, kissing her neck, pushing her against the sofa’s back by pressing her buttocks.She was trapped between me and the sofa. I knew she was speaking with her husband on the phone. “What? Mama and Priya are coming today,” Padma Aunty was speaking. My right hand drifted down into her panties, “No, stop it. No, Dear, not for you. The neighbour’s cat is inside the house.”Padma Aunty looked at me pleadingly. My left hand felt the soft breast’s. He asked Greg if he thought my breasts were nice. I could see the outline of Greg’s cock swelling in his shorts as he replied that he was imagining them when he first spoke to us. He had really enjoyed the opportunity to see and fondle them earlier.By now, Greg obviously realised that sex was on offer and that we wanted him to have his way with me in my husband’s presence. This was it. With bated breath and my eyes fixed firmly on Greg’s, I provocatively eased my knees apart and told him he was.
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