"I wanna fuck you, too!" Tom said."How much did you see?" All of it. I was in my office when I heard you come in. I started the camera when I realized...you were going to get fucked. God! That was so exciting!" Tom said."So you're not going to divorce me?" Lucy asked."Hell no! I want you to be my slut, too! You're so beautiful, I've always felt a little guilty keeping you to myself!" I thought you wanted a good wife and mother!" I do, but I also want a beautiful slut! Now get over here an lie on. . . We still saw, from time to time, the folks who’d let us use their cabin all those years ago. They were still around, and still owned the same cabin. One time, in the course of saying ‘hello’ to them, I mentioned that Linda and I were trying to arrange a second honeymoon for our Silver Anniversary. ‘Has it really been 25 years?’ Jim asked. ‘I’m sure I’m not nearly old enough for the two of you to have been married for 25 years.’ ‘Well,’ I replied with a chuckle, ‘my kids are certainly old. ” Greg pounded hard and fast; flesh slap sounds played the rhythm. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, fuck me. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, fuck me.” Laura sang an unchanging refrain that accompanied the slapping rhythm. Variations evolved when Greg played with the nipples below him. He bit and Laura shrieked; he twisted and Laura shrieked again. When Greg pressed both breasts together to bite them at the same time, Laura slapped his head and shoulders encouraging him to bite harder, longer. Not once did. Kavita se baat hoti thi bt mostly class k matter ko lekar,abhi tak koi b aisiWaisi baat krne ka mauka ni mil pa rha tha,ek din by mistake ek non veg msg mam ko snd ho gaya,meri fat gayi,kahin usne teachers ko bata diya to meri badnami ho jaegi college meMaine kavita ko phn kiya or sorry mangi usne kuch ni kaha or its ok keh kr rakh diya agle din wo college me mili usne kaha koi bat nhi ye to chalta rehta hai don’t feel sorry me khush ho gayaUsi raat kavita ka ek non veg msg aaya,fir kya tha.