Phil’s Friend – Part IX

She delivered a cute looking fair baby girl, when she had come home with the baby, when we were alone I had kissed the baby, the very next moment Laila had hugged and kissed me on my lips like she had never done before clinging to me and was pushing her tongue into my mouth, saying between deep breaths its yours and as its said only the mother knows better, the baby looked more like her exception of the nose was a bit different and the hair a bit curly this was clearly noticeable after six months.

Neither Mustaq nor she had curly hair, Laila would always show the nose and hair and point to my nose and hair, most importantly the black mole at the same spot on my left hand????

This is the most dangerous thing that a woman can do, she somehow had the guts but as for me, it just happened with the mind all set only on lusting for her body, giving a thought I knew that it’s fun to think about it, also unique in a away as it never happens to every man to be having an affair with a lady on quite within the four walls with her help, not forgetting her husband around to satisfy her, and then get her pregnant and see the baby born with her husband head over heels as she was a cute baby girl.

As for me, it was thanks to that guy who ruffled her which gave me a chance to touch her in the first instance, the point that she herself was reluctant to inform Mustaq that she was ruffled made it easy for me, which enabled me to have discreet affairs of course with her full consent and then added advantage Mustaq and his money matters, as I mentioned Mustaq always trusted Laila much more than his first wife in Phils, just because of the reasons he knew better, telling me saying she was very simple in nature having her head on her shoulders and very religious.

I knew that she is being well used and fucked by Mustaq, not that she was starving of sex, but with our utmost caution and patience luckily all was well and did not go much noticed even when the baby was born, but as they say one does not know when the girl grows up what could happen.

When the baby girl was born, the boy use to crawl all along the house and he was a good pass time for me, sometimes I use to feed him in the evenings, he used to sleep near me on the bed with his pamper on of course.

Once when we were alone when Mustaq had travelled to the city to see his parents, we were continuously having our lick and suck sessions.

She was asleep nude under the sheet besides the baby girl after feeding her breast milk, Laila had fallen asleep as I kept playing with her pussy lips, the sheet was just above her hips and the flat tits open, the boy went crawling along over me as I helped him and started sucking her milk on her left big nipple, after a while he held the nipple hard between his gums, with pain she got up shouting at him, as I laughed she said its paining and he is biting my nipple.

In fact few months after the baby boy was born she had no breast milk to feed him, so he use to bite her big nipple when no milk use to come, with no choice she had started feeding him tin milk and bottle feed.

She had told me that when his tatang (dad) licks her pussy and fuck his mama, the small boy use to watch and try to push his dad away from her, then following what his dad was doing, he would go crawling and put his head between her legs and pull his dad hair with anger.

On another occasion baby girl was about 4 months old and again we had started having vaginal intercourse with Laila she was managing well with both the baby’s, once when Mustaq was away on duty for a couple of days, I was relaxed with Laila we had our privacy, she was in the shower as I was playing with the boy, she walked out of the bath with a towel around her body, her long hair tied like a bun with another cloth to dry it.

I pulled her down on their big mattress which they used as bed, she laid down on the their bed nude removing the towel covering her body as she knew I will mount her for a fuck, spreading her legs I started licking her pussy, the boy again went to suck her breast, she stopped him and said something in tagalog, he cried a bit and then seeing me down there he came and put his mouth on her pussy, I had to stop him pulling him back, she was shouting at him again in tagalog, he started crying. But she cuddled him and made him quite.

She told me lets go on your bed as he will be down on the carpet, where she sucked my dick as she wanted me to lick her pussy, I licked her pussy until she moaned and groaned as she got her orgasm, immediately turning around I inserted in her pussy and fucked her taking my time with her enjoying the continuous penetration as she wanted more and more as usual and was playing her part by pricking softly the dick head with her nails softening the dick sucking again to get it hard herself humping me by riding, until I unloaded my sperms in her lying on top of her without second though as Mustaq himself was doing the same.

During the day again we fucked twice and after freshening up as planned just an hour or so before Mustaq was to arrive, informed her that I will be back late and then drove down to the market, I knew after Mustaq arrives he will surely have her before sleeping unless he was exhausted after driving the distance, but ensured that I returned back when they were fast asleep.

We lived together for a period of 3 years 2 months, she as usual being herself a house wife to both of us, cooking and roaming about in the house with the abaya and her veil cover specially when Mustaq and myself was in the house (she had made it clear to me that it was his insistence that she would wear the dress code)

All throughout the tenure as far as it concerned me, she would earnestly follow as he required, during the summer I used to pity her as she had to cook with the Abaya and she would sweat, I knew it as whenever I had put my hand on her she was wet from sweat.

I never discussed it at all, she was a free bird when he was away and we were alone that many a times she was minus any clothing at all, this she would do on her own to please me and she did mention it saying I know you love to see me this way, it was a sight to see her supple buttocks with a small wobble as she walked, the flat chest with 2 black round coin shape areolas around her big left nipple and the inverted one on the right side, the very moment she would bend either in the kitchen to remove something from the fridge or in the bathroom, her black anal opening on her fair skin was tempting.

I use to be so naughty with her that during our privacy moving around nude, when she is busy cooking in the kitchen or bathroom bending and washing some baby clothes, would take cream on my left hand finger and put it on her anus and put my finger inside, she would lovingly turn around moving her hips away and give a cute smile in a sing song manner saying leave me han let me finish my work you are so naughty.

I used to suck or tune her nipples when she is busy doing something, she would say now don’t make me hot, you will have to fuck me, when she is washing utensils I used to suck pull out and hold the inverted nipple until she finishes, but all my tries I could not get it outside or evert it, she had shyly told me even Mustaq tries to do the same with his fingers.

But she had milk flowing out the babies used to suck on the left nipple as it was bigger and averted, problem was the babies were not able to grip the inverted nipple so use to cry, thus her only choice then was her left big nipple, her right small flat boob use to get hard as the babies could not suck, many a times Mustaq had to press the area near the areola and remove her milk from the inverted nipple in a clean glass, she would then feed the baby with a spoon, I too had done my part when required and privacy permitted.

I had noticed she use to be in pain on her left breast, thus by pressing and removing the milk she would feel better.

After our affairs started when we used to be nude and the door bell had rang, she had immediately pulled the abaya (burka) over her nude body, it was the guy with the electric bill, after closing the door I had joked with her saying you can go out shopping etc. wearing only the abaya no need to wear any dress inside, she had sulkily looked at me and said you are making fun of us.

She had shown me by wearing padded bra that in fact would look like she has boobs but in reality inside it was flat and also sometimes wore padded panties that would give a perfect round shape to her buttocks when she wore jeans or trousers.

When she had worn these and shown me I had tried feeling her boobs and buttocks it did feel soft, so like when guys unknown to these facts try to feel and grope these assets in a crowd would feel the pads rather than her flesh.

My only bad luck was Mustaq never went on vacation again to Phils. to visit his wife and kids during the period they stayed with me or else I could have had the 30 odd days again to have her all by myself, more so it was due to the financial crunch and he would just send money back home to his family there and had claimed all the leave and ticked money from the company also paid me whatever was due from these amount, but again as usual had borrowed when needed.

I was aware about the tussles he used to have between both Laila and his wife in Phils who wanted more cash due to the kid’s expenses so the tussel was on the expenses point of view.

Where in Laila used to always say that he should only send a particular amount and retain more for his family here, as he had to spend more so on baby food etc. adding to his burden was Laila’s breast milk was not sufficient, plus the other monthly expenses on two fronts, not forgetting that his mother would also ask for her share and he would give her of course on quite not letting Laila know about it, which he had confided in me saying she is not aware what my salary is.

Whatever said and done even thou she had no breast, she is a nice lady and the type of sensual feelings she always gave her best to her bed partner this was something I had not experienced so freely from any woman, she was doing the same with Mustaq but equally with me when we had our privacy.

When I used to fuck her quickly in the evenings after coming home from work, all in a hurry pushing her back down making her bend doggy, lifting her maxi along with the abaya up above her hips and aim my dick at her pussy entrance, she used to always remark saying both of you are fucking me like dogs, now after sometime my husband will come and start fucking me.

I used to laugh and say our bitch is hot and needs fucking, she used to angrily look at me than laugh and walk quickly off to wash herself with the hand placed between her legs with the hand towel to avoid drops from falling down on carpet.

She was really a very hot lady, not forgetting her own ways to make openings so that she could fuck with me, what really helped her was the tiff with her MIL, she used this to exploit reasons to avoid travelling down with Mustaq, thus as she herself wanted to fuck me, making ways of sharing her body so boldly was just what I wanted, this allowed me to make full use of her to my heart’s content.

The advantage for me was I could fuck her as and how I liked in any position, she was light on her feet, very flexible body, I enjoyed fucking in her anus with her full consent gripping her supple small hips and her light weight allowing me to literally lift her off the ground and pump her with my piston.

She was very supportive of me enjoying the tightness of her anus hole she knew I preferred her anus, the anal opening had become soft and now penetration was easier, just that due to continuous push in and out the area around would be tender.

Her only tragedy was that even Mustaq use to do her anus and she had to endure both of us, as Mustaq too was fucking her often from behind where as for me it was as and when opportunity was made, being fair skinned the redness on both her holes were clearly seen.

But as he too was doing her in both holes, he would never ask her why her pussy or the anus surroundings is red, as she said that he thinks and also had told her that because he is fucking her often it will be reddish.

Even during the month that was his notice period for the company, when it was known that they would be shifting and Mustaq had to go on every weekend to make prior arrangements for a flat in the city followed by shifting stuff that they had accumulated over the years by using his car and then requesting a friend for a pick up for the bigger stuff.

Laila with the 2 kids would be alone with me, that she would go out of her way to let me fuck her as much as was possible, when she knew he was to travel to the city the next day, without my knowledge, she had even fasted for two weekends just that I could have anal sex with her, with her chirpy smile putting cream on her own positioning like a frog making an upwards hump with her tummy low and then saying Han it’s from me today you like to penetrate my anus and then asking me to press in.

During the months and years they were living with me, as is human tendency I use to feel left out when I did not get my quota, I knew very well when Mustaq was fucking her during the night and to rub salt on my wound she would make sign with a cute smile saying he fucked her.

As the days were nearing for them to go for good from my place, when she used to come out to wash her pussy after he had fucked her, I use to feel jealous and angry at his decision, thus I realized how much I loved her.

But as it was necessary, to avoid any controversy and any unnecessary hiccups with our quite successful affairs so far with her, had kept the distance sacrificing my urge and just patiently waited for my opportunity to enjoy her.

The anger in me about Mustaqs decision to move away, I being cheesed out as the days passed by, somewhat had got into my mind that I have to make the most of her until they go away, the evening shot wasn’t enough I was craving for more, it seemed crazy but that’s how I felt.

The only opportunities that permitted were on weekends and with only 4 weekends left, I don’t know what got into me, I was like gone wild and taking it out on her.

The weekend he had told me he will travel to the city with small stuff, knowing that he will have already driven off, I had come home she was sleeping on her right side, besides the kids with her maxi, freshening up my dick was already erect seeing her sleeping, lifting the maxi up to her hips moving her left feet up I could see her pussy, positioned myself using spit on my dick pushed in her, she had got up with a startle as the dick pressed inside, as soon a she was awake, turning her had spread the legs and pushed, she had shown sign of pain on penetration but still accommodated.

While fucking her had literally wanted to try out positions I would never try otherwise, this I had been pondering while sitting in the office.

Fucking her in the conventional way had suddenly pulled out and asked her to come to my bed, as she walked pulled out her maxi over her head, and walked along pinching her inverted nipple.

As she slept on her back on my bed, abruptly turned her on her stomach, she thinking I wanted to penetrate her pussy from behind had quickly positioned like a frog, her head down with the bum up, she put a pillow up above her head so that her head does not hurt against the head rest.

Fucking her with hard strokes for a while my full length of the dick like a piston pumping in her pussy, my thighs hitting her buttocks making loud slapping sounds as she kept moaning loudly and asking me to stroke slowly her head pressed against the pillow, suddenly had stood up on the bed, as she waited thinking I am cooling my dick and will start again, had lifted her up holding her hips, legs suspended, her face showed surprise at what I was doing as she supported herself on her hands, than realizing that I had penetrated her fucking her hard in the pussy.

As I continued pounding her pussy, pulling her hips back and forth, I could see the pussy being pushed in and out with each penetration and then increasing my space, her head in the pillow, she was telling me to put her down moaning but was somewhat in discomfort that when I stroked hard in her with jerks, she was pleading saying aaaaaaahh allah what are you doing to me, but I only did so when I had enough, her face was red with all blood rushing up being in that position.

As soon as I had her down, going on her back penetrated and had again pumped her hard till I had spilled in her my hips crushing her down to keep my penis deep in her until I had spent all my sperms.

Satisfied had moved away and put the towel between her legs, when she moved she looked very suspiciously at me with a frown on her face, not smiling or saying anything but was feeling her pussy with her hand.

Standing right in front of her had held her head and asked her to take in the mouth, she fussed by moving her head away, but as I held her head firmly and kept pushing my dick towards her mouth, when she opened shove my dick in her mouth asking her to take it deep inside, when I had enough let her go, she had walked away angrily without looking back.

After a while when I washed myself, went along to see her as she did not come back to my room, she had worn her maxi again and sleeping sideways on their mattress, approaching her she knew I was near her, when I tried lifting her dress up she had protested pushing my hand away and curling her legs.

Realizing the situation I had tried to speak to her, but she wasn’t responding so had to now cool her down if I wanted the weekend to be good and not waste this privacy.

I knew exactly what to do, going bodily on her trying to kiss her she had refused to budge, so started ticking her ears with my tongue slowly pushing my hand inside her maxi as she tried to stop me, but once inside had got hold of her nipple and started tuning it, literally licking her ears and face by turning her on her back by force.

With my body on her spread her legs by pushing her legs apart with my knees, as she looked at me with big eyes showing that she is angry, with my legs between her legs, my dick at the right spot between her legs rubbing myself near her pussy, in no time her facial expression changing, she was aroused she had her mouth open and was chewing my lips, saying give me your tongue.

As she frantically kept kissing me, sucking my tongue, her anger cooled off, to make up with her, I still wanted to make her feel the pleasures and had to lick her pussy ensuring all is fine.

When I went down she spread her legs folding her knees giving access to her pussy, a good lick and chewing on her clit had sealed the love, she waited in anticipation enjoying me licking her with my fingers tuning both her nipples inside the maxi and then she shuddered her hips lifting, holding my head in a way asking me to continue till she pleasured herself than pulling me up, to come over her body.

Once I was up near her face she kissed me lovingly, than staring at me without blinking her eyes said, I know why you are so rough with me today, you are angry at loosing me when we go, but I will give you I will spread my legs for you anytime, we can have sex when we are alone even if I am in the city, you are welcome, but we still have to do it on quite and sensibly.

I have given you and you have enjoyed my body in every way, I also like your rough ways of sex, but then it was hurting me she showed her hands it was red on her elbows, your penis is touching me deep inside as you were stroking so hard, my vagina and hips was also paining when you held me up, but you continued penetrating my dry pussy, it hurts when there is no lubrication.

Kissing her and cuddling her when I tried open the top portion of the dress down to suck on her nipple, she had sat up and removed it over her head, then lovingly pushing her inverted nipple towards my mouth asking me to suck, when I sucked I had milk in my mouth, she had turned and mounted my body lying on me and deep kissing me.

She did give me to use her body in any position that was possible, she wanted me to fuck her standing with her back against the wall with her one leg up, so flexible that I had her leg up folded to her chest, holding both her hands had kept pumping slowly moving my hips upwards, she was kissing and licking me all along till we moved from that position.

Those weekend were a treat and even if I say I made the most of it, I would be lying as any number of times will never be enough, whatever said and done those days with her in my house will never come back, looking back even if I had a few times when I had travelled to the city it wasn’t the same but still fun as such stolen chances gives pleasure.

When they were gone, I was missing her ways of chewing on my nipples as she lay besides me specially when I wanted to sleep, she would separate the hair from my chest and tickle my nipples with her tongue, chew it between her lips, and tune them like I tuned her nipples.

Also her habit of waking up early washing her pussy and wiping cleaning my dick with a warm wet cloth preparing it for licking and sucking, as I was feeling lonely and missing Laila to get over my feelings I had started doing regular exercise in my room.

Even thou I use to miss out on my regular physical exercise with dumbbells when she was alone with me due to late nights play etc., in the mornings, I use to do the namaskars or dips exercise over Laila’s either nude body or over her dress breathing in and out on top of her, sometimes she used to hang on me by holding my neck with her legs around my hips as I did the dips.

She would keep staring at me and after exhausting myself lie on her to keep me warm and sweat out due to the heat between both bodies, sometimes after relaxing a while, with her body contact my dick use to get the erection she would push it in her vagina as I lay on her body for warmness.

This I was told by Sheila that in doing so, I could suck out stamina from the woman below doing exercise on top of a warm body of a woman, which she said was better than on a cold hard surface.

I am still to figure out the benefits, but still follow her advice as I use to do it on Sheila’s nude body or even when she is covered with her dress and practice it.

So also Sheila had said that the maximum sex we have will always keep me and her fit, the same was also voiced by Laila, even though Laila had a slim body she was fit as a fiddle and very flexible in her movements of her body.

Her slim hip movements were a treat to watch and enjoy when she was on top it looked good when she was facing away from me and humping herself the hips looked like a machine and my dick like a piston disappearing and appearing between her small soft buttocks.

Laila always loved to see herself being fucked and never missed the opportunity to see me in the mirror, when my hips were moving like a well oiled machine, thrusting in and out of her pussy or ass hole while doing the doggy way or the conventional way she could see herself being penetrated as she saw in the mirror lying sideways on my bed.

But smart that she was with the presence of her mind, she had never mentioned to Mustaq to use my room in front of the wardrobe even when I was out or when I had been for my vacation.

As the notion is that people always say Filipina females are easy to get but as far as I know it’s not true, one has to get in to them and find a way in to their hearts, Filipinas are just as usual as any other females, being selfish she never introduced me to any of her friends, I had seen a few at the hospital when she had been for delivery of the babies and there were 2 whom she had mentioned, one had good body with bubbly boobs that would wobble even when she walked, deciding against approaching them with the fear of losing Laila that was my daily cup of joy in the house.

She was very possessive and selfish that even during those years when I went on vacation, I use to call her when she would make a miss call to signal that she can talk, she would be pleading me to come back soon.

As the days neared for them to shift, I had to talk to her quite a lot with a heavy heart myself, but had to make her understand, as she was a woman totally lost knowing the fact that we had to separate she use to cry when she was alone with me.

She even mentioned that she is not so keen on his changing his job, but she feels so helpless that she could not change destiny, I had to make her understand that as she has married him she has to follow him where he goes.

When they shifted from my place she was pregnant for the 3rd baby.

The day they were leaving, she was low in spirits I had to explain that this is part of life and she belongs to Mustaq, all along she was seriously thanking me for being a part of her life, kissing me on my lips on every chance, our secret affairs still stands as a confided secret between both of us, all names etc. are different so as to protect the privacy.

Mustaq was on the lookout for a another job for quite some time, which he did not mention to me either or her, but later told me that he was under pressure for ever increasing expenses, luckily he did find a better paying job back in the city.

If he had confided in me to some extent on natural instinct I would have guided him not to change, it would have been my personnel reason because of

Laila and to some extent on his miscalculations, to be frank I was angry with him for changing the job.

By shifting he would earn a little bit of more money, on the other hand it increased his expenses as Laila did not want to share the apartment with his parents or anyone, so he had to rent one on his own and pay the full rental amount, plus changing the job until and unless he was a confirmed employee it was a question mark, also that hopefully this company should then have continuous projects to keep him going.

Before leaving whenever he would speak to me, I had doubts if he had smelt something between me and Laila, I use to talk and ask many a questions about his wife in phils. etc at the same time was looking out for a hint in his voice or talk if by chance he had sniffed anything about me and Laila.

But matters were very clear as he had thanked me very often and I had the open invitation that whenever I visit the city I could stay at their place.
It was a sudden vacuum at my place the day they had gone off, as soon as we had the opportunity when he had gone to purchase nylon rope, she had given me a standing fuck with her back to the wall lifting her legs and guiding my penis in her.

With no sound and complete silence, I could hear echoing sounds of her voice and the kids, every evening was lousy and boring that many a times I used to sleep off without dinner, even TV was boring.

Most importantly I use to feel the pinch of missing my daily evening sessions with Laila after reaching home or at least pawing and fiddling with her body, along were also gone the cozy days and nights I could have with her in the privacy of my flat, plus the daily routine pass time whereby I used to play with her son and many times the small girl was with me as mama and dada were busy having their session.

It was so difficult that I would feel the aches between my thigh’s, to get over I had taken some days off and visited my family in India and had some flings with Sheila and her daughter also.

Fifteen days later I had informed Mustaq that I will be returning from vacation, being a weekend he had volunteered to pick me up and said that I can leave the next day, when I had returned I stayed at Mustaq’s place, I had insisted that I will leave to go back directly, but he insisted to stay for the night being the weekend, Laila as usual was keeping her distance and speaking only when required and later while serving dinner.

Not expecting any chances had gone to sleep on the sofa, that night at around 2 am, she had the guts and had come into the living room when he was asleep and woke me up, taking all the risk did her once doggy during the quite of the night making her bend on the sofa, before going back in the bedroom, she had whispered that he will go for Friday afternoon prayers, inshaallah I will give you then.

Making the most of it the next morning, using that 40 odd minutes, when he had gone for his Friday afternoon prayers as soon as he had gone locking the door, she licked and sucked my dick comfortably as she wanted, she had again sucked me as she wanted to swallow my sperms, then again using her mouth on my dick to get it erect, sleeping flat on her back on their bed allowing me to fuck her vagina until I spilled in her, the only spectator was her son as he kept intently looking at us as he kept playing with his toy.

Knowing very well that no further chances would be available as Mustaq will be at home, after lunch travelled back to my place in the company car.

As I was missing her and the fun, the urge of feeling and fucking her, the human tendency as usual I use to drive down all the distance and visit them on weekends saying as I had some work I had come down, but mostly Mustaq would be around being the weekend and we would go out together to the malls etc.,

In the bargain the maximum I got was stealing chances by kissing and pressing her longish butts, and a quick suck from her when he went down to buy khabus (Arabic Chappati), or one quick fuck on Friday afternoon.

We both knew it was too risky to wake up and fuck in the night, it wasn’t my place where in it was normal that I could be in the kitchen or so, also during the day I wasn’t sure if the boy may be wondering as to what this uncle is doing pushing his body against his mother sticking to her from behind, as now he was walking about.

When she delivered her 3rd child (baby boy), the elder son would be walking around and the daughter crawling along, Laila had lost weight and looked slimmer than before.

I told her may be you are fretting for me, she had replied of course acknowledging I miss you and your rough ways of sex, when you are at the peak of thrusting in my pussy or aha (anus) and she would laugh.

Driving down there alone is really hectic and after travelling such a distance if it was a KLD (khade lund pe dhoka) it was frustrating for me, plus I knew it would look obvious if I had visited them often, once or twice was fine but as they say every day would not be Sunday and it would be suspicious and jeopardize the friendship if in case he thought otherwise.

She use to call me up and ask me why I am not coming, but I use to make her understand that it’s not the same as before, wherein we stayed in one flat together the chances of him having suspicions were less, now it will look obvious if I kept visiting them, so have to avoid.

Laila many a time confided in me saying she does not know what may happen, when the one in Phils. confront’s them and where she will stand, because she feels insecure that Mustaq may change his mind, I had asked her that’s one more reason you are making as many babies as possible, but this will increase your burden further at being insecure.

Once she had made me laugh all along that day, she had called me up at office when Mustaq was on duty, only to tell me that she had roughly calculated the number of times she had vaginal intercourse with me and Mustaq during our stay together.

She accounted it as average 4 per day like giving me tuitions she continued (these averages included the 33 odd days at the onset of our affairs when Mustaq was in phils, the daily evening fucks after office hours and the nights and 3 fasting months of approx. 88 days) leaving aside the 4 months when she was spared from fucking in her pussy after the delivery of her 2 babies, her findings of approx 900 days X 4 fucks per day.

Then casually saying and laughing very heartily that both you and my husband fucked me like dogs more than 3600 times in that house and made only 3 babies.

Upon asking her to calculate how many times anal sex, she said shut up, you were enjoying it more than my husband and so roughly, but I miss you Han, then adding lovingly come Manny whenever you feel between us I am yours too and will always want to have sex with you.

When they were staying in the city, the time he went on holidays to Phils, Laila too had accompanied him, she was sad as she was planning out that I could visit her and wanted to stay back, but he had insisted that she could also meet her mother with the kids, so that chance also was gone where in I could have had four weekends with her.

As usual I had tried to find another elderly couple as tenants specially where in the husband is 45 years and above or so.

To try my luck I wanted to find another bed for myself and did a lot of shopping to see if any couple was interested to share the apartment, but this being a small town the scope is less.

The younger or middle aged ones are mostly Malyalees and always want to share the apartment to save money, but they are mostly on the lookout for another family and look out for people who speak their own lingo.

For a wonder Mustaq decided to not have more babies and use to spills on her stomach or in a towel when he had sex with Laila, but then as every man would want in order to release his sperms in her, his frequencies of her anal fucking had increased that’s what she let me know.

Since more than a year now Laila’s sister and husband are staying together in the house further reducing the few cheeky opportunities that could be made possible when I travelled to the city.

So I have hardly touched her for quite some time, and it seems the touch is drifting away as we hardly even talk to each other as we use to do on the phone, with her being busy with the 3 kids.

But whenever I have talked have always thanked her for being there when I was away from my wife and always praise her saying she is very sexy and the most experienced lover I ever met.

Laila was another of the Gemini sun sign Lady (June born) with whom I was successful in having a long time affair.

During the earlier days when I use to visit, I always presented the kids with some things and lots of chocolates and toys specially for the baby girl, Laila knew the difference but said she don’t mind if I gave gifts to the baby girl, but then I knew it would not look fair to do so and I did not want to make it obvious if Mustaq notices the difference, the 3rd boy also looks more so like the 1st boy that’s Mustaq, but Laila is more touchy with the girl.

Whenever I say that I want her she always says come and get me. I will always spread my legs for you. I would want to mate with you and have more babies with you.

Saying we will always be part of each other even when we are old and you are welcome to Phils. Insha allah I will ensure that I stay with you and show you our country.

Mustaq and myself are good friends and are in contact as usual discussing work related matters, he many a times does invite me to come down on weekends, on my part I invite them to spend the Haj or Ramzan holidays at my place, whenever they come down here or I visit them, I do paw on Laila’s buttocks and steal some kisses, time permitting in case he goes down to buy something from the super market, she doesn’t waste time bends in front of me, lifting her dress with the abaya up to her hips, but as I said those three plus cozy years will never come back, unless he again shifts to this place to work and stay with me.

Concluded thanks for reading.

Manny

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But matters were very clear as he had thanked me very often and I had the open invitation that whenever I visit the city I could stay at their place.

It was a sudden vacuum at my place the day they had gone off, as soon as we had the opportunity when he had gone to purchase nylon rope, she had given me a standing fuck with her back to the wall lifting her legs and guiding my penis in her.

With no sound and complete silence, I could hear echoing sounds of her voice and the kids, every evening was lousy and boring that many a times I used to sleep off without dinner, even TV was boring.

Most importantly I use to feel the pinch of missing my daily evening sessions with Laila after reaching home or at least pawing and fiddling with her body, along were also gone the cozy days and nights I could have with her in the privacy of my flat, plus the daily routine pass time whereby I used to play with her son and many times the small girl was with me as mama and dada were busy having their session.

It was so difficult that I would feel the aches between my thigh’s, to get over I had taken some days off and visited my family in India and had some flings with Sheila and her daughter also.

Fifteen days later I had informed Mustaq that I will be returning from vacation, being a weekend he had volunteered to pick me up and said that I can leave the next day, when I had returned I stayed at Mustaq’s place, I had insisted that I will leave to go back directly, but he insisted to stay for the night being the weekend, Laila as usual was keeping her distance and speaking only when required and later while serving dinner.

Not expecting any chances had gone to sleep on the sofa, that night at around 2 am, she had the guts and had come into the living room when he was asleep and woke me up, taking all the risk did her once doggy during the quite of the night making her bend on the sofa, before going back in the bedroom, she had whispered that he will go for Friday afternoon prayers, inshaallah I will give you then.

Making the most of it the next morning, using that 40 odd minutes, when he had gone for his Friday afternoon prayers as soon as he had gone locking the door, she licked and sucked my dick comfortably as she wanted, she had again sucked me as she wanted to swallow my sperms, then again using her mouth on my dick to get it erect, sleeping flat on her back on their bed allowing me to fuck her vagina until I spilled in her, the only spectator was her son as he kept intently looking at us as he kept playing with his toy.

Knowing very well that no further chances would be available as Mustaq will be at home, after lunch travelled back to my place in the company car.

As I was missing her and the fun, the urge of feeling and fucking her, the human tendency as usual I use to drive down all the distance and visit them on weekends saying as I had some work I had come down, but mostly Mustaq would be around being the weekend and we would go out together to the malls etc.,

In the bargain the maximum I got was stealing chances by kissing and pressing her longish butts, and a quick suck from her when he went down to buy khabus (Arabic Chappati), or one quick fuck on Friday afternoon.

We both knew it was too risky to wake up and fuck in the night, it wasn’t my place where in it was normal that I could be in the kitchen or so, also during the day I wasn’t sure if the boy may be wondering as to what this uncle is doing pushing his body against his mother sticking to her from behind, as now he was walking about.

When she delivered her 3rd child (baby boy), the elder son would be walking around and the daughter crawling along, Laila had lost weight and looked slimmer than before.

I told her may be you are fretting for me, she had replied of course acknowledging I miss you and your rough ways of sex, when you are at the peak of thrusting in my pussy or aha (anus) and she would laugh.

Driving down there alone is really hectic and after travelling such a distance if it was a KLD (khade lund pe dhoka) it was frustrating for me, plus I knew it would look obvious if I had visited them often, once or twice was fine but as they say every day would not be Sunday and it would be suspicious and jeopardize the friendship if in case he thought otherwise.

She use to call me up and ask me why I am not coming, but I use to make her understand that it’s not the same as before, wherein we stayed in one flat together the chances of him having suspicions were less, now it will look obvious if I kept visiting them, so have to avoid.

Laila many a time confided in me saying she does not know what may happen, when the one in Phils. confront’s them and where she will stand, because she feels insecure that Mustaq may change his mind, I had asked her that’s one more reason you are making as many babies as possible, but this will increase your burden further at being insecure.

Once she had made me laugh all along that day, she had called me up at office when Mustaq was on duty, only to tell me that she had roughly calculated the number of times she had vaginal intercourse with me and Mustaq during our stay together.

She accounted it as average 4 per day like giving me tuitions she continued (these averages included the 33 odd days at the onset of our affairs when Mustaq was in phils, the daily evening fucks after office hours and the nights and 3 fasting months of approx. 88 days) leaving aside the 4 months when she was spared from fucking in her pussy after the delivery of her 2 babies, her findings of approx 900 days X 4 fucks per day.
Then casually saying and laughing very heartily that both you and my husband fucked me like dogs more than 3600 times in that house and made only 3 babies.

Upon asking her to calculate how many times anal sex, she said shut up, you were enjoying it more than my husband and so roughly, but I miss you Han, then adding lovingly come Manny whenever you feel between us I am yours too and will always want to have sex with you.

When they were staying in the city, the time he went on holidays to Phils, Laila too had accompanied him, she was sad as she was planning out that I could visit her and wanted to stay back, but he had insisted that she could also meet her mother with the kids, so that chance also was gone where in I could have had four weekends with her.

As usual I had tried to find another elderly couple as tenants specially where in the husband is 45 years and above or so.

To try my luck I wanted to find another bed for myself and did a lot of shopping to see if any couple was interested to share the apartment, but this being a small town the scope is less.

The younger or middle aged ones are mostly Malyalees and always want to share the apartment to save money, but they are mostly on the lookout for another family and look out for people who speak their own lingo.

For a wonder Mustaq decided to not have more babies and use to spills on her stomach or in a towel when he had sex with Laila, but then as every man would want in order to release his sperms in her, his frequencies of her anal fucking had increased that’s what she let me know.
Since more than a year now Laila’s sister and husband are staying together in the house further reducing the few cheeky opportunities that could be made possible when I travelled to the city.

So I have hardly touched her for quite some time, and it seems the touch is drifting away as we hardly even talk to each other as we use to do on the phone, with her being busy with the 3 kids.

But whenever I have talked have always thanked her for being there when I was away from my wife and always praise her saying she is very sexy and the most experienced lover I ever met.

Laila was another of the Gemini sun sign Lady (June born) with whom I was successful in having a long time affair.

During the earlier days when I use to visit, I always presented the kids with some things and lots of chocolates and toys specially for the baby girl, Laila knew the difference but said she don’t mind if I gave gifts to the baby girl, but then I knew it would not look fair to do so and I did not want to make it obvious if Mustaq notices the difference, the 3rd boy also looks more so like the 1st boy that’s Mustaq, but Laila is more touchy with the girl.

Whenever I say that I want her she always says come and get me. I will always spread my legs for you. I would want to mate with you and have more babies with you.

Saying we will always be part of each other even when we are old and you are welcome to Phils. Insha allah I will ensure that I stay with you and show you our country.

Mustaq and myself are good friends and are in contact as usual discussing work related matters, he many a times does invite me to come down on weekends, on my part I invite them to spend the Haj or Ramzan holidays at my place, whenever they come down here or I visit them, I do paw on Laila’s buttocks and steal some kisses, time permitting in case he goes down to buy something from the super market, she doesn’t waste time bends in front of me, lifting her dress with the abaya up to her hips, but as I said those three plus cozy years will never come back, unless he again shifts to this place to work and stays with me.