bf hindi pichar

Cheated on bf with his BFF, got caughtI couldn't believe what I was seeing. My girlfriend, Priya, was getting down and dirty with our friend, Rohan, on the couch. At first, I thought it was just a friendly hug or something, but then I saw his hand slipping under her skirt, and my heart sank. "bf hindi pichar" - that's what we used to call each other when we were in college, and now it seemed like Rohan had taken that phrase to a whole new level. His hand was buried deep inside Priya's ass, and she was moaning and writhing on the couch like a possessed woman. I felt my cock jerked with rage as I watched this scene unfold. How could she do this to me? We were supposed to be in a relationship, not some kind of open-ended arrangement where anyone could just wank off whenever they pleased. But Priya didn't seem to care. She was too busy getting her ass blown by Rohan's fingers to even notice I was standing there, seething with anger and hurt. And Rohan, the sly bastard, seemed to be enjoying every minute of it, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and triumph. I felt like jerking off myself, just to get some relief from this sickening scene. But then Priya looked up, caught my eye, and gave me a sly smile that made my blood boil even further. "bf hindi pichar" indeed - it seemed like she had taken our little phrase and turned it into something entirely different. I knew I had to get out of there before things got any worse. I turned around and walked away, leaving Priya and Rohan to their filthy little game. As I stormed out of the apartment, I couldn't help but think that maybe I should just stick to wanking off in private - at least then I wouldn't have to deal with this kind of crap. But as I walked down the stairs, I heard Priya's voice calling after me. "Hey, bf hindi pichar!" she shouted, her tone dripping with sarcasm and malice. And that's when it hit me - maybe I should just take my business elsewhere, and let Priya and Rohan have their little anal adventure.