The way she wore those short skirts and when she bent over I could sometimes get a glimpse of that sexy underwear. Oh, I longed to see it every day an... figure out which tiny pair she was wearing and think about if it was matching the equally fantastic bra encasing those luscious breasts. Truth be told, I have a serious thing for lingerie. “I must stop,” I said out loud. “I’m so fucking hard. I hope Jenny is home.” Jenny is my amazing wife. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my. I wanted to see her suck a cock while she got dp'd. Any way we are going through some hard times and she tried molly with me. After an emotional mollysation we decided to go to our old friend that we just reconnected with. Long story short she didnt fuck him the first night. She had rules about friends that even molly couldnt break. The second night a week later my buddy and i fucked her from 10pm to 10am. To be honest i wasnt even into it as much as she was. Hes a small guy with a little dick.. Though she was talking to him looking at his eyes, he was looking on the ground and not connecting.Kumar: “at least since a few months now, mom”Kalyani: ” Oh I see, little did I know about that…ok, so tell me why?”No reply from Kumar, now he shifted his look towards his mom on her exposed leg, hip, her cleavage and left boobs that was just covered by her blouse.Kumar: “I don’t know how I can explain that……”There was no exchange of words for few seconds, upon realizing where kumar was looking. This was the first and the closest meeting we had till that time. I noticed her boobs while she was talking to me and got excited to see such big and round pair of asset. From that day I use to stare her, I started fantasizing her, started to think about getting her laid and fucking her.I started to be close with Saroj’s family. They were only husband and wife in their family. Saroj’s family use to live in other city of Nepal. I used to go to their house to watch cricket and football. Saroj was.