Then I heard the door open and knew hubby was going outside to see what I look like on the bed. There is a light post not far away where any peeping ...oms shadow can be seen if they look in. I heard hubby come back in and heard him remove his clothes. I know he masturbates as he becomes excited but he never reaches a climax until he has intercourse or oral sex with me, usually at the end of our exhibitionistic deed. My husband then sat on the edge of the bed playing with my enlarged clitoris. Breaking our kiss, she smiled, "I have always loved the taste of myself. And I do have to say, I taste even better on a pretty young girls lips." I felt myself blushing again and wondered if I would ever get used to her boldness and her way of making me feel like a shiny new plaything. "Your turn," she said as I felt her pushing me back towards the desk her, her weight pressed against me making my already trembling legs wobble more. She lowered me onto my back, knocking down several pencil. Kuch dino bad jija ji ne bola ki tiffin ka khana to bahut ganda rehta hai. To aaspas hi room le lo aur khana khane aa jana.Bas fir kya tha, ab to subah 10 baje main khane jata tha. Aur dinbhar padhai ke sath sath chudai karta tha didi ke hi ghar pe. Aur sham ko apne room aata tha. Kabhi kabhi to jab jija ji ghar pe rehte the to bhi bathroom mein ek round kar lete the.Finally woh din aa gaya jiska intezar tha. Jija ji kisi dost ki shadi mein jaa rahe the. Didi ne tabiyet kharab ka bahana bana. She could see the enormous bulge in his slacks and his lust was evident on his face and in his eyes. It felt so good to be wanted. She could feel her pussy leaking again. She had never been so wet in her entire life. It was literally dribbling down her legs because the gusset at her crotch couldn’t catch any more of her slick fluid. Rob’s other hand wasn’t idle while her brain struggled to process everything. It had snaked up and slid the spaghetti strap off of her shoulder and freed her.