She imagined herself bending toward theboy and pursing her wet lips, imagined herself pressing those wet warmlips against the dripping head of her son...s cock.Sheila's eager fingers worked faster and faster against the silken fleshof her cunt as she imagined all the wild things she could do with Terry.She imagined rubbing a washcloth against her son's furry groin, making acloud of suds around his jutting cock. She imagined taking his balls inher wet hands, squeezing them, kneading them gently,. I’ll see you next year, right?’ I nodded gladly, keeping a stiff upper lip and refusing to show the sadness that was in my heart at that moment. At least it was only a few weeks and not forever though. Once she got into her car, I watched her drive off while I walked alone back to my own car. A tear formed in the corner of my eye once the car had disappeared into the night and slowly slid down my cheek. ‘I think I love you, Shellie,’ I whispered. ***** Christmas time was a long grueling. A good friend of mine and I gotta tell you he's going to love it when he sees you. You're exactly the kind of cunt he loves to fuck. To mess with and fuck.' 'I'm.. I'm not going to wait for him to get here. I'm going.' And she started to get up. 'Then you'll be going with a bullet in your leg, at least to start and if that doesn't stop you I'll put one in your twat. And if that doesn't work I'll kill you. You really want that?' 'You miserable bastard. You have no right. You. Now here is the story for the 2 nights we spent with each other. After our fuck session for entire night, we both were totally exhausted and especially Aarti was too tired as her habit of sex game with me was after a gap of nearly 1 year. The next morning, we both woke up around 8:00 am and I looked at Aarti. We both were naked under the cover of blanket.I wish her good morning. Aarti opened her eyes with a nice smile and put her lips on mine. We then lip locked and had a long French kiss of.