"Claire was 27, single after her husband was killed in Desert Storm. Heflew ground attack aircraft, and was shot down close to Baghdad in thefirestorm...of flak on the second day of the war. Now she taught dance togirls from 10 to 18. We ate dinner, the conversation mostly betweenClaire and Mother about how many of the clothes we had in storage Icould use! On the way home, Claire said that she would stop by the nextday, Sunday.Mother and I spent the evening watching television, and I. Anil ko kuch kam jyada hei rahata hai , is liya wo jyadatar factory me he rahata hai. Eak din sunday ki raat ko hum anil ke ghar milney ghay. Aapas mei bhat kartey kertey bahoot rat ho gai to sangeeta boli ke mai chai lekar aati hoo. Anil soosoo karney bahar chala gaya. Sangeeta ne anil ko awaj lagai ki, anil ander aaker sugar ka deebba utar do. Anil soosoo karney gaya tha, is lia mai under chala gaya aur sugar ka deebha utar ne laga, by the way sangeeta ka paav phissal gaya aur wo ekdam se. She was on heaven. She was squeezing her asshole and pussy together and I felt her soft flesh.The sensation of spanking was getting me hotter and I loved it. I kept spanking it faster and harder each time, making big red handprints on her beautiful ass cheeks each time I made contact I could hear her let out a soft scream, then I removed my fingers form ass hole and started to taste her ass, the smell of her ass was intoxicating. I pushed my mouth closer to her little asshole and kissed it and. Now I was thinking about him stroking his cock while looking at my nipples and that thought just made them tingle more and no doubt get harder. The part of me that, well let's say has a conscience, was appalled and wanted to end this conversation right now. There was, however. the naughty part, the devil on my shoulder, that was urging me to reach up and pinch my nipples. I knew it would feel great and my sopping pussy was in full agreement that it was a fantastic idea. “So, tell the truth,.