That’s, uh– that’s distracting driving, buddy.’ Her voice was teasing, soft, seductive. She couldn’t have made me any hotter if she had just...straight-up asked me to fuck her. I was dumbfounded and my cock was stiffening again. I could tell this time I was about to get a full-on boner and there was nothing to be done about it. Her phone rang. She picked it up. ‘What?’ she said, pausing to hear the answer. ‘No, we’re fine. We were just talking and he drifted over a bit.’ Another pause. She. It was one of those full length ones, not the clips you see on the porn sites. This one was a story about a massage parlor, and when the housewife went in and was surprised to get a woman to serve her. I wrapped my arms around you and cupped your breasts, hefting them and letting my fingers define your contours. Your breathing got slow as you watched the housewife slowly strip, and I lifted the front of your skirt to run my hand down and up your leg, ending at your panties which were already. "Take me." She'dsaid. "I'm yours Steve." How was this not losing her?In fact, she had said it quite explicitly - 'You HAVEgiven me up.' I was no longer a man to her, just hersissy plaything. This hurt. It hurt deep, a painful,aching, sick feeling. Then why was I not stopping it?Because I liked it. I'd always known this. I'dfantasised about these scenarios before I'd even metJulie. But it was one thing to imagine these games andget a thrill from it, and quite another to actuallyexperience it. A. Mom boli ok jaldi ana.Ab mujhe yakin ho gya ki sanju sach bol rha hai. Sanju bola mai teri maa ko chodne jaa rha hu or darwaja khulla rakunga tum andar aa jana mai bola ok jaldi jao yaar or chodo meri randi maa ko.phir mai or sanju ghar ki taraf chal diye. Wo karib 10 baje ka time tha ghar k bahar pahunch kar maine sanju se kha ok ab tum andar jao or kundi mat lagana mai todi der mai ata hu. Wo andar chla gya,mai 20 min.baad andar gya to dekha ki mom or sanju bed room mai they or mom sanju ki.