" How so?" Don questioned."Well there are certain things in life that a man has adopted as things to do for the woman. They get this gentlemen tag lik... a badge of courage. If we do something for the man in our lives, we are called good housekeepers." That isn't always true," Don retorted."You would be hard pressed to find an occurance where the woman holds the door for the guy, because it isn't an accepted practice. Be right back I have to use the bathroom." As she rose to leave, Don stood up.. It was so tasty I could drink it for life. Choti mausi was sleeping behind me sticking her boobs to my shoulder. She had lifted her saree to her hip and forced my 2 left hand fingers into her wet pussy. Badi mausi was arching back fingering herself as I sucked the milk out of her boobs. Soon I was fingering her too when I changed the sucking breast. Both of them had climaxed in this hot situation while I unbelievably had not. I had finished sucking the milk out of those melons. They both kissed. “Now speak,” he demanded.His harsh tone wasn’t helping things. He could feel Aron shutting down on him, and he didn’t have the time, or the skills, to deal with this.“Aron, what of me reminded you of Carter?” he managed to tone down his voice.Aron groaned and lay on his back, looking at the ceiling.“You cannot let this get between us,” Carter had a sudden flash of memory from a movie he had once watched with one of his girlfriends. One of the few movies when he hadn’t fallen asleep or used the. She looked all over my cock inspecting her work. She looked up at me with a look of dissatisfaction. I looked down and asked her what was wrong.Carol just shrugged and said, "You have such a nice outfit to wear and it just wouldn't look right with these hairy legs. You look hot all dressed up like my little slut, but it does lose some of its appeal with your hair sticking out the nylons. Your ass would look so sweet with that g string running up your crack if the hair was off those cheeks. What.