Donna was about five foot two, slender with a great shape, wearing an almost sheath kind of outfit, high heels, and frosted longish hair. I sat back d...wn. Wow! And she said we know each other! I doubted I would forget her if I knew her, but went back to my paperwork. Fun. Of course, the new secretary was the talk of both our department and the whole town hall. All the guys were in love with her, all the women hated her. She had great looks, dressed like a model, and seemed to be nice to. The seats were held up with wooden legs and braced with chains. It was a great space saver and maintained enough of the limited space for seating. On either side of the front of the wagon was the feed for the horses. Mixed with grass and the occasional vegetable from our stocks, they would eat well.Between those bags of feed were the vegetables and cured meats that would be bolstered by what we collected from the wild. With our senses and speed we would be able to collect plenty, and hunting. Now I saw my wife’s hand slide down the woman’s thigh a little until it rested at her hemline. The woman had opened her legs a little more and was resting on her hands as she leaned back. The gentle breeze was blowing her skirt up every now and then, exposing her whole cunt, which I was sure my wife has noticed. They continued until after the fourth race, my wife turned to me and said that she was going to the restroom. She asked the woman if she would come with her and the woman agreed,. Aur mere lund ko pakad liya.Mai sonay ka natak karany laga. Vo mere ko bula rahe the .Mai ney os ko pakad liya aur kiss karany laga.Us ney kaha k aab karo mai ney kaha k mai bhut thakka hua hu.Wo sex mai pagal ho chuki thi janwar ke tarah . Mai ney us key kapday utar diya os batay karan laga us ke fuddi par kiss karany laga wo taphad rahi the mai bola k ik baat kahu agar tum mind naa karo to wo boli han bolo mai kaha pakka wo boli han mai ney kaha “jaan mere kok pata hai tum mere say satisfied.