We can talk without getting doubt to her hubby.We used to talk almost full day when her hubby not in home and she will cook her food in morning itself...and talk with me for the whole day. We both got addicted to each other once more thing I didn’t told abt her she is really sex starved person, she likes to do all kind of dirty things and she has the best figure of having 34/28/32. She made to die for it. We used to have phone sex regularly. She screamed in phone itself very loudly that make me. Like Martin, he and the others all had toothpicks in theirmouths, as it was also a way to identify who was in their group as wellas a fashion statement.Marco Hopkins was a boy with a similar build to Martin; he was small andhad pretty much the same muscle density. He wore a Green and Blueversion of Martin's outfit, only with the sleeves kept on, unlike theothers; he also had a bandana around his neck. He had deep brown eyesand dark brown hair with a hint of blond.Sam Barker had a medium build. So we played with each others lips very vigorously and and ate the halwa too. After that also we didn’t stop the kissing I lifted her gently and took her to the bedroom. By kissing itself we lied down on the bed and continued kissing very forcely than before. After laying down I pressed her two boobs very strongly for that she just shook her legs because of ecstasy and finally when I came above her she tied me with her legs strongly. After a long time we stopped kissing.Then we decided to. Panting loudly and rubbing her body against the bed as her wet cunt accepts Miss Rose's fingers. Miss Rose presses her fingers down onto Ashely's G-Spot. "Fuck!" Ashley screams, in uncontrollable delight. Her pussy, her insides, aching and pulsing with warm, intense pleasure. "Are you going to come dear?" Miss Rose asks, love in her voice. "Yes! Yes, Miss Rose!" "Oh..." Miss Rose says, quietly. She stops what she's doing. Ashley goes rigid in panic. No, she can't stop, not now, please god not.