Sengupta, what would you like to drink, tea coffee or me?” she asked. She had lowered herself into the easy chair in front of the sofa I was sitting...on, looking directly at me, like a tigress eyeing her prey. I gaped in disbelief at her frankness. “I do not think, we have to go round and about, I could see lust in your eyes, when I first saw you. I know you want to do chudai with me. Tell you what Partho, I am lonely too, my hubby is too busy traveling for his consultancy firm. I see my kids. No baby I didn’t masturbate, I did something similar “I saw his eyes widen with curiosity and thrusts faster into my pussy. It felt so good to feel my pussy stretched finally. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jacob and his cock even though Sam was banging me for good. Sam was thrusting long and hard inside my pussy. I grabbed Sam and kissed him passionately as i kept wondering how Jacob’s cock would feel inside me. All these naughty thoughts made my pussy squeeze sam’s cock even harder. It took. I have kept my pubic hair trimmed for at least 20 years as my wife liked it that way, but mainly because I thought it made my cock look bigger. Vanity? The old size thing, I just like it better this way. I arrived at John’s house at exactly 1 o’clock; I noticed that there were 3 other cars in the drive but thought nothing of it. I knocked on the door and Bill opened it, he gave me a big smile and a hug then led into the back of the house where John and another guy were.The 3rd guy was a nice. My first sexual relation was when I was thirteen years old, I have already told you about. When I was growing up Dad was always there for me and mum and never touched me, not even after mum passed away, although he said he was really turned on by me walking around in my bra and knickers, I had done this since I was little and so did Mum, I used to think this was natural. I knew men where different down there but I never really understood what they really had in their trousers until I saw Dads.