Sarah. Actually I don't think it fits her that much, or rather the person she really is. A bit bland and if you look at her the first impression is ju...t that, bland. Then I got to know her a little and my impression changed to 'a little bland, a little bitchy', but with a fun note. The kind where you're happy you are on the right side of things." Then you get to know her more, start seeing the hidden layer where she's a bit lonely, a little desperate for friendship and trust. You start seeing. I forgot to tell about her stats, 36B-30-36, fair in color, age 34 married 6 years back and no children as her husband had less sperm count.She studied up to 12th. Her boobs and ass were the best assets in her. Guys, I am telling you, one can go crazy after seeing those whitish melons.One afternoon, I came out of home to roam. She was washing her clothes and we started talking with each other.After 5 minutes, her pallu shifted aside and half of her left boob was clearly visible to me. I. Magnolia had long outgrown bad boys after having a crush on Christian Slater in middle school. But... did he have to stare at her like that? It wasn’t just at her tits, at her body. He always looked at her, his head slightly tilted, like he wanted to shove her down onto the ground and start tearing her whole body apart. She hated it, because she couldn’t get it out of her head. It thrilled her, made her want to touch herself at night. The way he looked at her.Tonight, however, Magnolia. Oddly, the sight of my wife with another man’s fingers in her vagina and his mouth on her clit didn’t bother me at all. Why? Well, for one thing, I’d set this up. For another, my erection was in the mouth of a woman I’d met less than a half hour earlier. Fair’s fair, after all.Once Sally had me nice and stiff, I titty-fucked her and then we fucked, missionary and cowgirl, long enough for her to have four or five orgasms. At last, I was ready to cum. “Alright if I cum in your mouth?” I.