My wife was always careful, especially with the ones who seemed to really like sex with me, to make sure these girls didn't spend too much time at our...house when she wasn't home.When it was time for my summer work at the dig in Arizona that year, Cindy insisted we hold our final planning meetings at our house. She made a point of getting to know all the female students. To them, I'm sure it seemed as though she was simply being their professor's supportive wife, who took an interest in my. “Right!” she said with a grin.I extended my hand “Mario” I said“Fanny, Frisky Fanny” she replied shaking my hand. Her grip was strong and soft at the same time.“Frisky Fanny” I said, “interesting, how did you come up with that name?”“Well that’s for me to know and for you to find out” she replied with a big smile.“Ah, a challenge, I like it”. “So let’s see; I had never any doubt about the frisky part. Your playfulness, your energy and liveliness are kind of obvious; after all you were. He had “what the actual fuck?” written all over every angle of his sharp, red face.“I cooked dinner for you!” she declared, beaming a proud smile as she buttoned her blouse. She stumbled a bit, her legs obviously wobbly from the orgasmic workout.“What?” Vasily droned, his brows plummeting so far between his eyes they nearly touched the bridge of his nose.“Dinner! Eat! You!” she said adding hand signals for good measure.“What?” he repeated as if his head and possibly other body parts had hit a. Main : Theek hai. Waise bhi tu mere kapda rehne kahan deta hai jo pehnu. Lekin mummy papa hue to pehen sakti hoon na.Jitu : Naa didi. Tum pehen sakti ho, lekin Bra panty ke bina. Aur woh bhi tum lambe kapde pehen nahin sakti.Main to hairan reh gayi. Agar mummy ko pata chala to woh kya bolegi. Fir bhi main sochi, ek baar try karne main kya problem hai. Aur main maan gayi. Fir maine dusra dare pucha. Lekin woh bola raat ko batayega. Fir hum dono ne thoda fore play kiya.Aur main khana khake sone.