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I smiled back right before the doorbell rang. We both got up and walked to the front door, with Alicia standing a few meters behind me as I opened the door to Leif, who stood quite tall, with dark blonde hair and a slight tan after a few weeks of being in the Caribbean.“Hey Raj!” Leif said as we shook hands and patted eachothers shoulders.“Come on in!” I said to Leif as he stepped inside. “Wow, nice place.” Leif said looking around my home's entrance, leaving the dark of the night. Right before he could say anything else, his eyes quickly gave complete focus on my wife as she stood a few meters away from him.I noticed he stared for a good second before thinking of what to say. This was a very good sign for me as I smiled.“You must be Alicia.” Leif said as he shook her hand and gave her a hug. “I've heard many great things about you.” he said locking his eyes with hers. “I wasn't aware that anyone could be this beautiful!”“I've heard many great things about you as well, Leif.” Alicia. In the night of that day we did so erotic and romantic sex chat. She were moaning a lot by masturbate herself and keep on telling like “Like ma pussy joe, fuck aaahhh ahhh hmmm fuck me harder u motherfucker,We did masturbate like this for three times and we cut down the phone call then slept and we woke-up in the morning 10.30 am.She bunked her class and came to my flat in black jean and black tight t-shirt.I have never seen a hot and beauty chick like her.I pulled her towards me and lip locked at the entrance of my flat itself. Then I lift her in ma hand and moved towards to bed room and we lie on the bed. I was ling next to her and hugged her so tightly without any air gap.We were smooching and cuddling each other.She was temped and we did tongue fight and exchanged our saliva.I was removing her dress one by one. She was in black bra and black pantie.Really I was so temped after seeing a sexy hot chick in black bra and pantie.I then pressing her left boob and was biting her right.
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They wanted what they considered a strong shoulder to cry on and if I had unburdened myself to them I would have become just another whiner in their eyes.It was spontaneous - it just happened. Dani was on the second day of a four-day trip. She called home that night, as she always did, to say goodnight to the girls. When I answered the phone she asked me how my day had gone and then she told me how her meetings had gone and while she was talking I was almost sure I heard heavy breathing in the background. It sounded just like I sounded after collapsing on the bed next to Dani after a spirited romp. Dani didn't sound out of breath, but I thought she did sound a little tired. Bottom line is that I was sure she wasn't in her room alone. I put the kids on the phone and when Dani had said goodnight to them she told me that she loved me and she would call me the next day. I did not sleep well that night.The next day, after the morning coffee klatch at my place and everybody except Maxine.

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