Maine kaha thnx……….phir unke pass jaate huye……unko kiss kiya aur unko boobs pe thuk ke unko masalte huye chhtne laga….wo uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.ahaaaa…………………..kar rahi thain…….bed bagal pe tha……hum donon bed pe jaaker let gaye . mein unke upper tha…..aur unke boobs ko acche se choos raha tha…….galiyan dene ka mann kar raha tha per wo high society ki thin isliye nahi de raha tha…….unke pet pe chumte huye….mein unki jhhanto ke pass apna haath pherne laga aur. " The idea turns you on, too, doesn't it?" he asked.I knew it did but I wasn't sure I wanted my husband to know. When Sandra first hinted at us having sex with them, sex with our children, well, I had two reactions, one rational, one visceral. One made me think, gee, could that be a bad thing, the other made my pussy wet."Well, yes, I suppose it does. After all, seeing my son naked now just all the time, watching him get erections, well, I think it's pretty expected, don't you?" Yeah, they're. Unlike food, this activity was non-fattening (okay, one of us could end up getting temporarily fat without proper precautions, but you know what I mean.). It was something we could both enjoy, and help the other with. And it beat the hell out of walking around with a pacifier in my mouth.What we agreed to, PJ and I, was that there would be no smoking until after an orgasm. Ask a smoker which cigarette is the hardest to give up, and if they're honest, that's the one. I could give up lighting up. .okay……now you can go….” He suddenly left me and he went away. I was feeling hot and i was looking for more actioin. I felt disappointed. I was taken to home by company’s car. I went to bathroom and i had a long bath as i have to be prepared for a long fucking session with the income tax commissioner. Then i went to the dressing room. I wore a seductive yellow colour saree with a matching transparent blouse. I wore a shorts instead of petti coat and tied my saree on my tight shorts. Since the.