Lekin best friend nai kuch kuch batchit hoti rehti thi mene imran se kaha aaj sham ko ghar aaoge? Muje thori help chahye tumhari usne kaha kya to mene...kaha college ke kam se to usne kaha ok me aaunga. Mere mami papa ko imran se meri jyada bat chit pasand nai he isi liye mene imran ko sham ko ghar bulaya kyu ke mere mami papa sham ko mere nana ke ghar jane vale theMe sham ko thora makeup kiya or night suite pehan liya bra aur panty nai pehni thi jiski vaja se me chalti thi to mere bob hilte hue. I shook my head yes without thinking. Without any distraction, my bladder felt like it was going to explode. I needed the fucking to start now or I was going to lose control.Mr. Smith positioned his cock at the entrance to his wife’s cunt and said, “Time starts now,” as he slid his full length into Mrs. Smith’s pussy with ease. Her eyes rolled back and her neck flexed. I watched Mr. Smith’s massive cock slide in and out of Mrs. Smith’s cunt, relishing in the distraction it provided. I tried. I asked her if knowing that strange men could see her uncovered cunt was exciting? She said yes , that some times while I'm at work she will put on something short and go out just to show off, then come home and either get out her favorite vibrator and cum a few times or call one of her friends to come fuck her hard. I told her that I think she is the most sexy woman in the world. After lunch I had her call any one of her thick cocked friends and to save time she told him to get ahold of a few. Suffice it to say that I was canny enough to see the whole dot com bubble forming and not get too greedy. I sold up a year or so before things went south and found myself with more money than I knew what to do with.I suppose the sudden acquisition of that amount of wealth would have driven many off the rails, but not me. I enjoyed myself in a moderate way, travelling the world, visited obscure places, had new and unusual experiences and met new people. I suppose the money distorted my.