She said that she had seen his tool twice. Once while standing on stool and cleaning the fan and once he was on ladder to do some repairing work(Ishwa... used to wear lungi). His tool is too big and his normal tool is bigger than my erect tool and she is really afraid of that. So I also didn’t force her. It was a Sunday and I was sleeping after my midday meal. When I woke up it was 3.30pm. It was a hot summer. Very few people were on road. I heard my wife talking with someone in the drawing room.. Feeling his sometimes muscular, sometimes firm, sometimes flabby and soft cheeks as your face presses in between them. Your tongue, hungrily searching out his opening. And the flavor, oh the sweet, addictive, intoxicating flavor! How else can you explain your desire, your need, to press your tongue inside him and kiss and lick his hole. That sweet taste, the feeling of the soft ridges of skin that surround his hole on your tongue as they lead you inside him, like arrows on signs, showing you. Bill reached his right hand through the bars, placed it against Amy's stomach, and slowly slid up to her chest and fondled her right breast. "That's nice, Bill," she said, and after a minute, "OK, I'm ready to get fucked!", wiggling her butt back and forth. Bill withdrew his arm, aimed his cock, and pressed in. The previous time they'd done it this way it had been close to totally dark, but Amy had left the lights on this time. He found it really exciting to watch his penis tip spread Amy's. She too replied. We both had coffee and we were talking about our personal life. She said that her husband is a businessman. So he is busy with his work and doesn’t satisfy her on the bed. So I said, “Don’t worry, I am here to satisfy you, babe.” Later she took me to her place in her BMW x1. Her house was beautiful and the interior was outstanding.I sat on the sofa and she went to the kitchen and offered me soft drinks. Sorry guys, I didn’t tell you about me. I am 19 years old and 5.7 height.