Sarah beat us to it. “you could always go a little later, or have a beer here” Stuart sat back in his chair, obviously happy to stay, and spread h...s legs a little, indicating to Sarah that he’s interested. I was happy to stay too and keen to see how far this would go. “So, is this all that’s on display Sarah or is there more to come?” I asked. “What more would you like to see then? What about Stu, what do you want to see?” Stu’s legs opened wider. “I’d love to see your pussy” he said with a. I noticed that sometimes when it was hot while doing household work, she used to unbutton the last two hooks of her blouse and slip her pallu in front of me to wipe the sweat on her face, hands, cleavage and tummy. She used to wear a little (not much) low cut blouse and I could see her cleavage valley, which was white, heavy, smooth and deep. This used to give me immediate hard-ones. Once during rainy season, her husband was on tour for around one week. It was raining very heavily. Surekha. Vahase vo log bus me bethe fir me nikla ghar pe pahuncha to main door thoda khula huva tha or pooja kisi ke sath phone par baate kar rahi thimene chup kar suna ki bo kisse bate kar rahi hai fir thoda thoda samaj me aya ke pooja ka koi b. F. Hai to un logo ki kuch esi baate sun kar mera mood ek dum badal gya vo log sex ke bare me. Bat kar rahe the to me turant bahar ki aur jakar door ko knock kiya to pooja ne cl rakh kar aayi fir mere man me to unki baate hi chal rahi thi mene ab tak kabhi pooja. Once the evidence was properly tagged and bagged, Bill headed home, satisfied the homeland was secure for another day. These two kids were definitely not terrorists trying to sneak across the boarder with a nuke-in-a-box or a plague-in-a-bag. The dashboard clock said it was dinnertime. Lately, Annie craved Chinese. So, Bill stopped and picked up mass quantities of chicken, beef, rice and vegetable numbers, hoping something would please her. She was a good woman, and deserved pampering. Gentle.