He went back to his place after holidays.During college days we used to chat daily regarding sex. We had a lot of fun. We continued to share nude pics...and complimented each other’s beauty.Again in his holidays, he came to my place this time we planned big. It was 7th June and I said I need 7 things from him when I meet. He was very eager to meet me. I told him those 7 things which include a kiss on my cheeks, neck, lifting me in his arms, sleeping in his laps, touching and licking my pussy,. Slowly her clothes were shed, white under-clothing, both lacy and practical, slowly became her last line of defence, she knew it was now or never, but the sight of her husband`s face and the tent in his jeans, mixed with the expectant look on the face of her ‘would be lover,’ spurred her on. She knew she wanted this for herself too, in a strange way it was like a dream,…a fantasy…she wanted to try this experiment, this wicked sharing, to give herself to this outsider, to break the cycle of her. Then I understood why Mindy loved it so much. Mindy had now pushed almost half the dildo in my arse. She slowly worked the entire dildo in my arse."The little bit of pain will pass Larry, I promise." Mindy kissed my cheek, while holding the dildo in place.Mindy slowly fucked my arse and the longer she did, the better it felt. Mindy pumped my arse faster. I screamed out that I was cumming. Mindy took her free hand and aimed my cock so my cream covered my stomach.Laurie came with me, screaming. He would become a household name for centuries to come. I set out to persuade him and eventually a daughter’s well-practiced petulance and tears won the day. Our first expedition was a fruitless one. We endured the hardships of the Congo in search of the White Queen and found little more than primitive tribes. There was not even any temples or ancient artifacts to prove the existence of a defunct civilization. Father was not disappointed as he had expected nothing from our investigation but we.