This is the story of what happened one day, an amazing fuck that still gets me wet every time I think about the memory ... which is why I’ve decided...to write it all down.The villa is great in lots of ways, and perfect in one particular respect – it’s completely private. The nearest small village is about two miles away, and no other dwelling is close to it. It is also on the top of a small ridge, and so it is not overlooked from anywhere else. At the back of the villa, the french windows of the. That is my wife.The symbolism then shifts to the right side of the photo. There you have Del’s big cock, with Janet’s hand gripping it. Her wedding band, celebrating our marriage, is there. But you just cannot see it, as it is obscured by the big cock. But, we can all be certain that it was there, wrapped around the other side of Del’s cock.The vision of his cock is important to another part of THEIR story. He turned out to be a most unusual fucker of my wife. First, he was a supposed astrology. Her friend and her husband came down and my mum carried on like normal. We all sat around eating breakfast and talking about what we should do, as my mums friend and her husband have never been to our town we decided to take them out and show them around. My mum decided to go get changed as she wasn't dressed for going out.After about an hour she came downstairs looking absolutely stunning, iv never seen my mum dressed up like that before, it was almost like she was trying to out do her friend. She was looking much like the Bengali sexy actress Nandita Das. Mom was looking sizzling hot.While she was teaching in the class, I noticed that her pallu was not well adjusted and was falling apart. Every time her pallu came down, her cleavage was visible through her blouse. And every time that happened, some backbench students of our class used to whistle and pass dirty comments at their !After some time, they started jerking their penis keeping it beneath the desk. But to their bad luck, mom.