And, turning around, I saw Katie already dressed in her bikini, and slowly lowered herself back into the water.We waited in anticipation, expecting my...wife to get out of bed, and wander down the hall to see why we were still up almost two hours after she went to bed.Marissa hadn't come out of the bathroom yet, so Katie and I just stayed in the water, pretending to be relaxing, stretched out.Little did she know, even with as risky as this situation had been, the fear of almost being caught, my. Unke hips mere haath me nahi aa rahe the,bahut bade aur soft the. Ab unhone apna peticot aur blouse bhi utar diya.vo bra aur panty me gazab ki khoobsurat lag rahi thi.Ma bhi chaddi me tha aur mera lund ek dam khada tha.Maine unko bed par leta kar unke upar ja kar koob chuma aur phir unki jhaango ko choomne laga.Vo mast ho chuki thi or mere baalo me hath pher rahi thi.kafi der tak main unhe jaangho ko choomta raha,vo siskiyan bhar rahi thi.Ab unki bra ko maine utar diya or unke bade soft boobs. One day, finally when dad had gone again for another 2 month tour to Europe, I started to plan to take the initiative which would satisfy at least my needs if not hers; I was still not sure if she would accept the idea of me fulfilling her physical needs. However, I went ahead to fulfil my needs first.I had some nasty friends who had lots of experience in getting females involved in sex, often without the female knowing about it. I asked one such friend what kind of chemical makes a woman go. She gasps, self conscious now, and moves her hand to barely cover the black thatch covering her crotch. He begins to get up out of bed and she almost breaks out in tears, worried that he’s turned off by her thick muff. Hardly! He moves to the foot of the bed and grasps her right knee to open it wider, flopping her right onto her back. She covers her eyes with her left hand, still trying to hide from him, in vain, the vast expanse of hair he had only glimpsed the edges of in the bathroom. He.