.and ordered her to undress...I caught the slightest of grins as she realized I was following her instructions...She didn't really do a striptease so ...uch as take her time ...Donna had a great figure...slender with a beautiful set of tits...and an ass that was to die for...I had her sit on my lap first while we kissed passionately...I ordered her to her knees and told her to take my cock out...She tried to say something but I put my hand over her mouth and said "No conversation"...She started. Besides that, she stinks! I spend the rest of the day trying to get that smell out of my head. I swear I can smell her right now!’ Don touched his wife’s cheek and gently kissed her forehead. ‘That’s ridiculous, babe. Don’t let your imagination get way from you.’ * * * * * I’m not prone to tears. It takes a lot to make this girl cry. I’m not one to bottle my emotions up inside, either. I just deal with them. After all, just because someone hurts my feelings, it doesn’t mean that I have to. Esa karte karte mera lund khada ho gaya aur dil kar raha tha use abhi chod duFir mene uski bra panty nikal di aur mote boobs dekh ke me to pagal ho gaya me uske boobs chusne laga karib 15 minutes uske boobs chuse aur fir me apni jibh uski chut me dal ke chat ne lagaKarib 30 minute mene uski chut chati fir mene uske muh me apna lund dalna chaha to wo jag gai aur mera lund dekh ke ghabra gai aur boli ye kya kar rahe ho mene kha tumhe pyaar to boli ese muje sula kar himmat he to mere samne karo. He never woke up during this, and I went back to my own bed, and in the morning we continued as if nothing had happened. Deep down we both knew we were doing it to each other and that it was wrong on many levels, but the orgasms were so powerful and aided by his drinking and my occasional pill popping, we fucked until I left home for university at s*******n, in total six years of lost innocence, but what a fucking ride it was, there was nothing I would not try, orgasms are for free, your body's.