Uuuuuuuuuuu.Mmmmmmmm.Aaaaiiiiiyyyyyiioooooooooo.Raju – kya maal hai leela aunty tu.Pchhhh.Ummmmm.Ab suresh upar ki taraf aaya aur mummy ki chuchiya ...asalne laga aur raju mummy ki chut ki taraf gaya.Raju – kya chut hai leela aunty aapki.Aur jhuk ke pehle usne mummy ki chut ko sungha aur phir apni jeebh nikalke chut chaatne lagaa.Mummy ki halat kharab hoti jaa rahi thi aur unhone raju ke sar ko apni chut me dabane lagi.Ab mummy shayad jhadne wali. All this time she just wanted sex with me, like she did with all the other men she fucked with. And no matter how degrading may seem to me now my then stance of whore good just for a quick fuck, I had no problem with it, as long as I was fucking a fine bitch like her.So there we were, two people hungry for fuck and nothing else. She was still doing me handjob, almost mechanicly, whatching my cock, like hypnotized, wanting it so bad inside of her but postponing the moment forever. So, because I. I had my ears pierced twice ,and grew my hair longer. I was always wanting my wife to dye her hair red, and one day in the supermarket when she was selecting a colour, I picked out a red I liked, and told her to try it. She got a bit mad with me, and said you dye yours red if you like I am not. Of course I gladly took up the offer. Loved it! until the vibrance of the colour faded. I then decided I wanted to go blonde, and a friend of ours said I should seek professional advice, and put me in. Jake explained that along with other parts of our marriage, the sex was becoming routine and he always had some strong fantasies he would love to live out. As an example he explained that one fantasy was for us to go parking at the local make-out picnic pond and for me to give him oral sex right there in the car. When I heard that, I said absolutely no. I have never kissed a man on his private parts and didn't plan on starting. In addition, to my thinking, sex was done late Friday or Saturday.