Ab mere wohi din wapas aa gaye hain. Mujhe ab tum apni jaisi raand banana. Bahut lund khane hain mujhe. Rahul bhi bichara meri chut se bore ho gaya ha.... Isse bhi bahut saari chut ka maza dena hai mujhe.”Khalid – “Behanchod teri shaadi ke pehle ki photos dekhi hai humne. Hume pata tha tu bahut badi raand hai aur bahut lund khaye hai tune.”I was just listening to them and kept licking my raand wife’s chut.Asma- “Khalid, yeh chinaal ke muh main apna kata hua lund dalke chod. Poora lund iske muh. As in, I can barely stand him, and I have a separate bedroom. But my second divorce nearly bankrupted me, so I won’t go through that again in a third divorce. I love sex and still want it and need it, so I’ve had a series of lovers over the last few years. The latest, Dave, has been sweetly and wonderfully banging me for about two years now. (I also have my first-ever female lover these past 6 months, but that’s for another story). One drawback to affairs is I have to spend holidays with. The Main St area had dive bars and X-rated movies for all, and I went into one not sure of what to expect, but still seeking to find something or someone. I sat near the back row in the center and was entranced by the explicit volume of sex being displayed. My juices were warming, and my cock was filling and straining to get out of my jeans.Suddenly a handsome black man sat down next to me, and I became more excited with anticipation not knowing what was happening. He touched my leg softly and. Yes, they were all college students. I checked their IDs once or twice,they kind of know me. And they're friendly enough, at least, they don'twant to be thrown out, and I don't harass them.What? Well, no, they didn't know. Not really. They'd know I was walkingby counting them, because I told one it was 'security procedure' once.But mostly my route, well, I watched them in the mirrors, so they'd notknow.I was in my thirties, couldn't find a better job, living in Mom'sbasement working an hourly.