Mann mein aya ki tu kitni besharam ho gai hai poonam pr tabhe mere pati ne kaha “Poonam.. mujhe ghar anne de, mein tere doodh ko apne hoto se chatug..., dabau aur kattu ga”. Ye sunkar mein pagal si hone lagi.Fir unhone kaha ki apni nighty utar do, meine unki agya ka palan kia or apne nighty utar di or firse ulta let gai. Raat ko mein bra ka hook open krke he soti hu to letne se meri bra ekdum se gir gai or mere dono anmol rattan jo doodh se bhe zaada gore or sone se bhe zaada chamkile hai unhe wo. She then put down the back of her shorts just enough to be able to see her red thong.I usually never masterbaite. But that night after Brian went to sleep, I went downstairs to the bathroom and pulled off all of my clothes. I sat down on the toilet, I then began to think of Gween in her thong. I took to of my fingers and began to rub them on my tight, pink, wet pussy. It felt wonderfull. About 2 minutes later I started to moan. I remembered that my son, daughter, and husband where asleep. I. ..Mrs. Miller was about in her late forties I guess. She was still very attractive to me. Blond curly hair reached her shoulders - almost like a lion! -, the big breasts you could expect under her body shaped business dresses she usually liked to wear. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day black nylon stockings and elegant shoes usually with high heels, you could hear them on the floor with every step - very different from the women of her age I knew from my sleepy. We came to home a 9 pm and we purchased Whisky and eatables in the way. First, we shaved each other and then I massaged her entire body with the olive oil. Her red cunt was squeezing out of excitement and as soon as I lifted her in my hand for the bathroom to take a bath together, she put her hole on my cock and without inserting it inside, she cum so fast that my entire thigh became wet from her cum. Then massaging her boobs, and holding her ass, we took a bath together and then had 2-3 pages.