Both had married other people and were living relatively happy, if not fulfilling, lives. Three years ago, that all changed.On Kirsty's computer one d...y was an e-mail from Brian. She hadn't thought of him in forever, but seeing his name in print, the subject a simple 'Hi, how are you?' made her heartbeat increase to double-time and her hands shake over the keyboard. She inhaled deeply and opened her mail.It was an innocent enough correspondence. 'This web site popped up telling me I could check. One was on a night shift and we never really saw him, but the other, Steve, (an engineer) was around. Steve had a blond Scottish girlfriend, who was friendly and flirty with me, (she was with everyone though) she pretty much lived there at the weekends, and often walked around the house in bra and knickers. Remember, I was seventeen, and like most seventeen year-old males, I was obsessed with sex and the female form. To stand in a kitchen, drinking tea with an eighteen year old, fit (though. Phr me sochi ki chudai dekhti hu phr me khidki se dekha to mere ghr me reflection mirror h..ush mirror me jidhr jyada light hota h ushr hi dikhay deta h nd jidhr andhera hota h udhr nhi dikhayi deta h to khidki lgi hui thi to mene apne ghr ka light off kiya to amdhera ho gya nd mumy k room me light jl rhi thi to mjhe sbkuchh saaf saaf dikhai De rha tha…Meri mummy jo bilkul gori nd mom ka gand bda h nd sexy v h bohot nd btiful to zaahir si baat h chodne ka mnn to krega hi…phr me khidki se dekhti. I yelled out yes baby that’s it fill mommies pooper with your steaming hot sperm. Oh god yes fuck your slut of a mother, yes fuck me oh god fuck my asshole with your huge thick cock yes baby fill mommy up with your cum.I was pushing my poop hole back onto his hard cock as I met his every deep hard thrust into my bowels that left me screaming in orgasmic pleasure as another orgasm swept over my entire body.I could only ram my shit hole back onto his cock and take deep gulps of air into my lungs.