Finding that even this simple activity was denied her, she sat on the settee and prepared to wait.She picked up one of the magazines on his coffee tab...e and flicked idly through it, not seeing the editorial or the advertising. She dropped it carelessly back on the pile. This disturbed the magazines and the corner of a bank statement was exposed. Without understanding why, she pulled the sheet free. The name at the top of the statement was unfamiliar, the address was correct, but who the hell. . Shamko humne cake kata aur mene jab rohan ko khilaya tab usne mera haath pakad k meri ungliya tak puri chati apne muh me leke ke mujhe ye thoda ajib laga but wo masti to karta hi rehta tha so zyada socha nhi..Fir ratko wo mere room me ake baitha aur hum baate krte rahe.. Mujhe uski gf k bare me to pata hi tha aur ye bhi ke wo use chodta he kabhi kabhi farmhouse leja keUs raat rohan zidd karne laga bhabhi aap btao naa apka koi bf tha kya shaadi se pehle.. Mene kafi mana karne k bad haan kar. I stop and look at them, i start to shake again as i start to think about taking those sexy little white socks off, i dont want to wake her, i just want this to be between me and her sexy little feet..i slide my finger in to the hole of her socks, i slowly start to pull one sock down just past her ankle , just as i see it i just got to kiss it and give it a little lick just to let it know how much i love the ankle, but now for the bit that could wake my wife up,,,pulling the sock over the heel. I went all the way to the wall and held the dick in my throat for a few seconds to give the head a little gagging thrill. I could hear quiet groans of approval from the other side of the wall. I started to move slowly back and forth to get a rhythmic pattern. I took the cock all the way into my throat and back out, repeating this twice, and then I concentrated on the head, the frenulum, and the edge of the corona with my tongue swirling around. Then I would start again at the same slow pace. I.