So I decided to send her friends Janice and Precious home. "You two girls take your asses straight home. I'll be calling your parents in a while."Then...I took my daughter into the house and had her tell me everything that had transpired after I dropped her off at school this morning. I was removing my sweaty sports bra as she told me her story.*After listening to my daughter tell me the story of how she skipped school, to hang out with older boys from the local high school. One of whom she'd. Not that it surprised me; her father hadn't let any other guy get within spitting distance of her. She went to a convent school that always reminded me of a prison camp, only the guards were nuns in their black habits. She went to some weird women's only university in the states that she came back from, raving about women's rights and equality of the sexes.Strange that she still waited for me to open doors for her, etc. No, let's not get into how the female mind works.Where was I? Oh, yeah, sex. The group Alex was in had lost a couple of feeders, so he invited me to join. The primary criteria to join as a feeder are that we need to have larger than average cocks and shoot big cum-loads, want to have our cocks sucked regularly, and that we keep everything confidential. Once I joined I learned that our other neighbor Malcolm was also a feeder. All three of us are about your age and our wives aren’t fucking us very much either. But in our case we have become feeders and like to have our. ” agle din main aur sweta saath saath gaye raste bhar hum log tarah tarah ki baat kar rahe the maine unse pucha aapki apne pati ke saath sex life kaisi thi is par unhone bataya ki thik thak thi lekin usne sex ki baato mein zara bhi interest nahi dikhaya main socha mein padh gaya ki kaise iska sex mein interest paida kiya jaye pahle socha ki koi goli chay mein mla dunga lekin phir socha nahi kyon na risk liya jay us din maine janbujh kar der kar di jis karan hamari aakhri bus chali gai wo mujhe.