"Washing machine was done, Tom got up and moved his laundary into the dryer. I was next to him loading mine in. It was late and I couldn't help my sem...-erect cock just thinking about my ex. I tried to hide it but he noticed."Wow, I see you still miss her then. Is she coming by tonight? Can I expect to lose any more sleep?" Yeah.... dam.... no I meean, yeah she isn't coming by tonight. And yeah I miss her but I need to stop calling her, she keeps getting me in trouble."His eyes kept starting. "Claire vehemently denied encouraging Tracey, and Sean found no reason to doubt her. That did not diminish the problem he was presented with. To her credit, Tracey seemed to know exactly what was worrying Sean. After practice, it was Tracey who was waiting for him."Get in, Sean, we're going to my house." Sean sensed that something unusual was afoot, but he did not press her. They talked about school things until Tracey drove into an empty garage. At his questioning look, she told him. "Mom has. . M unke baal pakad kr.Pura lund ander de dia.Unhone daanth se lund par kaat lia. Fir mera jhadne wala tha toh mene bina btaye hi unke muh me jhaad dia. Aur vo pi gai mera sara maal.Fir mera pura lund apne lips se saaf kar dia ek ek booond pi gai.Fir mene unko khada kia.Aur utha kar bathroom me le gya.Waha unhe niche biatha kar. Unke upar pishab kar dia. Unke boobs par pishab kr dia.Aur boobs bilkul geele laal.Ho gaye.Fir mene unhe uthya apni baho me bhar kr bed room me le gya waha. Unhe ped pr. He then just as carefully scraped them on the door mat before entering his home. Once inside he stood on the carpet square, removed his boots placing them in a box close to his hand, put on soft coverings and walked down to his sitting room. His wife was already seated and pouring his cup of tea to place it gently on the coffee table before him. It was a ritual she had established the day after their return from their honeymoon. Even when he was away on duty, she still followed the ritual – it.