The day her mothers things will be packed on the truck I was hot and muggy, and we were both working up a sweat moving things. As I watched Stephanie ...ead through the door carrying a box, the sun shining in, it shown across her upper body and the beads of perspiration glistening on her alabaster skin and instantly clicked on my sexual desires for her. The last thing I needed while loading boxes was a boner sticking through my shorts. I could tell she was irritable because it was such a hot day,. Good thing there were nobody else in the house or else they might notice that something was wrong with me. I didn’t notice it but I fell asleep, and I was awakened by the noise of my mobile phone, when I picked it up, I saw 40+ messages and a lot of missed calls from numbers that I don’t even know. Then I realized from reading all the obscene messages that these were from the guys from yesterday. One guy said that he’ll pick me up tonight and fuck me together with some of his friends. Another. I was wearing two pairs of longjohns under my corduroys and four layers of shirts and undershirts with a warm large jacket topping it all. My wife on the other hand, was dressed in the traditional Indian saree. There is no way to wear many layers underneath so she had worn stockings under her petticoat. On top, she was wearing a traditional blouse which shows a lot of midriff but when it comes to cold winds, you can freeze to death. But anyway, she was wearing a cardigan and a thick Kashmiri. Uski panty choot ke ras ki wajah se puri geeli thi. Woh shocked ho gayi lekin usne bhi sath dena shuru kar diya tha.Maine pehle uske lower lips ko achhe se choosa aur daant se kaata. Usko dard ho raha tha par maza bhi aa raha tha. Fir uske upper lips ko achhe se choosa aur kata. Usne bhi wildly mujhe kaata karna shuru kar diya.Mera hath ab uske top ke andar se boobs press kar raha tha. Hum dono pagal huye ja rahe the. Maine usko apni jeebh bahar nikalne ko bola. Fir uski jeebh apne muh mein.