Bahar aaya to usne already cake ghar mein bake kar liya tha chocolate cake it was.. Usne cake cut kiya aur mujhe khilaya aur meine bhi ushe khilaya au... saari usko gift diya.. Maine socha this is perfect time to propose her..Mai knee par bheta usne bola kya hua maine kaha kuch nahi aur roses nikale aur usko bola niks I love you so much really main tumhe bht pyaar karne laga hun seriously tum bht khubsurat ho bht jyada caring ho really meine aaj tak tumhare jaisa koi nahi dikha.. Usne bola no. Kelly took off her sundress and then began to apply the sun cream to her body. Her actions were not meant to be provocative, but when she was creaming her breasts and nipples it was all but impossible not to be provoked. I could never tire of watching her, even after six years of marriage, but I wasn't the only one taking a close interest. There were two lads close by, probably no more than seventeen years old, and they had been watching her since we'd arrived. They made no attempt to conceal. Crossing the small stream that ran into the river, the moved quickly past the fenced pastures of cattle to the corn fields. They pulled, hacked, and dug up the weeds. Then moved to the river and opened the diverter gate, the water flowed from the river down into the fields. The women sat on a great cottonwood log. They watched, eating some food they had brought with them and talking. They were close to each other. At times as close as their own skin. They had purposed to move in with one. It was me. A young, dumb, and full of cum k**. All I could think of was after work jumping on, riding hard, getting my nut, and falling asleep. When we married, I was 19, she was 17. I really believed that girls had them just like guys, just not as...visual. Typical male. 10 years before her first orgasm, and I couldn't believe how it happened. Her beautiful puckered ass. I had watched the porn vids with the girls like Sherri and Bambi taking it up the ass and loving it, but I thought they were.