She wasn’t bothered; she was more interested in the cock bulge in his Cargo pants outlined by the straps of his harness. Watching from her upstairs ...edroom she masturbated furiously as he got to grips with the precious tree. He cut into the thick branches with easy slices of his buzzing chainsaw, biceps tensed.Her fingers worked open the little hole in her pink cotton panties. He lopped off the old branches, which came crashing down with consummate ease, his bulge tightened by the harness. Her. Like, very deep sleeper. At times, I even tried to record her having a bath. I had a small phone (Nokia 2700 classic). I would remove the SIM card, for safety, and hide it in the bathroom. I didn’t know about DND and all back then. So I would just remove off the SIM card.I would go the bathroom just before her in the pretense to pee and hide the phone with video mode. She would then go in and have her bath. Every time I did this, I would get scared when she would go in to have a bath.What if. " She raised up off her knees, undoing her pants button and pulling them down, revealing a black g-string. She stepped out of those, her chuck's catching pants a bit. She tossed them to the side and turned her back to me, her ass facing me. "So, you like my ass?" she cooed, running her hands down her sides, grabbing her ass and playfully smacking it at me. "You've got an amazing ass. And an amazing body!" I told her, stroking my cock a bit as I watched her tease me. She frowned playfully at. It wasn’t very long before Reshmi got into other relationships. She asked the richest boy of her school to come into a corner and kissed him while flashing her tits, and they were together after that for some time.The longest my wife was single after that was for one month when she had gone on a vacation with her parents, but there also, she fucked some hotel staff.So and so, my wife met me and we have been together ever since. Her past didn’t matter much to me as long as she didn’t recall it..