And you and I will share the cooking. So, my dear... your place or mine?"Nothing important is ever said in the first half of a dinner-party. The venue...was Selena's flat, but they established that this was a little thank-you to Oliver for walking Zoe back home the other night, and Selena also pretended that her other son might be thinking about Brazil for his gap-year. So Oliver was much at his ease, finding plenty to say about that vast country that had so much room for everything.Then, when. And make it hotter.Let me talk about my MIL, Pooja. She is 44 and she Is a voluptuous beauty with a big ass and huge boobs like my wife. And my wife resembles her. I have always been attracted towards my MIL. I used to pass on comments to her and she used to reciprocate. I used to touch her and even sometime smacked her ass which she seem to enjoy. She is a lecturer and usually wears jeans and top on college. And she has maintained her figure. And she has a friend named Ananya who is her age.. We shared a bottle of wine and we talked about what would happen the next night and was I ready to go through with it? I tempered my excitement, but assured him, yes, I was ready for this and he had done a good job of finding a man to fill our needs. After dinner, we went to our favorite bar in Hollywood and after one drink, he pulled me into the bathroom, pulled my pants down over my ass and fucked me stupid right there in the stall. Guys were coming and going and they knew what was going on. . he tried to take advantage of Edwina by promising to marry her and adopt lots of children. What he really wanted was money and he promised to marry her right up until he found out she wasn’t wealthy...”She didn’t get to finish the sentence. “He hurt me, Michael. He used me and he hurt me.” I looked at Ben and he nodded gravely. Something told me that this problem might already be solved, but I would be following up to be sure.Tara finished the topic when she said, “Everything here is back to.