I am in no way interested in becoming a gym junky to try and lose it either. I consider my Mum body a badge of pride. I have D cup breasts that obviou...ly have a bit of sag to them these days all in all I like my body. I feel feminine and I still get some looks in the right outfit. I have long dark hair that requires a little help these days to stay dark but it has always been one of my favourite features.My husband, David, is a travelling sales rep and we deal with all the things that that. Even then, she would take the tendrils of saliva coming from her mouth and jerk me off while she caught her breath. It was without a doubt the sloppiest blow job I had ever experienced. It looked like something you'd see in porn. So did she, with her ass sticking up to form a perfect heart shape as her face was buried between my legs. And the sounds? Every time my throat breached her throat, it made a very wet gwap sound that was a turn on completely by itself.She was right... this was a blow. He sent a probe in his direction but was met with a mental brick wall. That was when Mr. Smith looked up and Pete saw his eyes widen in surprise. No doubt about it, Mr. Smith (if that really was his name) was the Sonarian agent!Suddenly the mental brick wall pushed back at him and the kitten claws became saber tooth tiger fangs tearing at his defenses. Pete drew back his probe and with all his hypno-juice empowered might he hit the phony janitor with the mental equivalent of a haymaker and saw. As usual, Lata was busy with her husband in the other room. My cousin was watching TV. I sat there with him. Then came Megha with water for me. I didn’t know if she did it on purpose or not. But when she bent to hand me the water, her stay felt a little extended.As I was a little tipsy, I just stared at her boobs without caring about what was happening around me. As she didn’t have any dupatta at that moment, she couldn’t cover up. When I went to keep the glass in the kitchen, she stopped and.