Pulling her back into the kiss, he too forgot about his best friend.Lifting Alisha off her feet, their kiss became more passionate. Alisha pointed to the floor, the carpeted area by the table. Desi sex Bhupen couldn’t believe the woman he had wanted since the wedding, now wanted him. Alisha instinctively turned burying her head in Bhupen’s chest sobbing as tears started streaming down her face.“What? Did I say something wrong? She surprisingly felt relieved that he was out of the house and hadn’t asked her to go with him atleast he was that understanding.“How are you doing?” Alisha asked, trying to change the subject.“9-6, all the rest is freaking out. As she rinsed a glass, she felt two strong hands on her shoulders, massaging them slightly. A broad smile appeared on her face signaling the beginning of the end to her near dry sex life expect for the rare masturbation with which she had satisfied herself the
