Daya: nhi ji kuch aur baat hai.. Namkeen wali.. (jetha ke chimti kaat ti hue bolti hai)Jetha: arre baba bta.Daya: pta hai jab aaj main bahar balcony m...in gyi to maine dekha k bhide bhai madbhi bhabhi k mumme dba rhe the.Main chup kr unhe dekhne lgi.(jetha bhi mood mein aa jata hai)Jetha: acha to fir.Daya: main apne wali side pe chupi thi aur dekh rhi thi k bhide bhai madbhi bhabhi ke mumme bdi jor jor se dba rhe the.Fir uhnone madbhi bhabhi ke mumme bahr nikal diye. Arre baba ye bde mumme the. My cock at this point was facing directly towards her and was rubbing against her belly frequently.I felt my explosion coming and I started stroking myself faster and faster, my breathing broken and grunting slightly. Her eyes opened and she looked at my cock while she rubbed herself, and then told me to come for her. The first shot was explosive and splattered across her belly and breasts, as it hit her she moaned loudly. I continued to pump my cock milking every drop out, some of it hitting. Mark was feeling pretty smug about his shooting skills and I was feeling anew sense of confidence in mine and Mark could tell this.When his time to begin shooting came up, he asked me, "Wanna make a bet?" What ya got in mind? I replied."I bet you I can run the table and sink the 8 ball without missin a shot.If I lose you can pick anything out of the laundry room and I will wear ituntil I can beat you at another game of 8 ball. If I win, I pick anythingout of there and you wear it until you beat. So he bought it for his wife.After he left and I told her that she had done a good job she asked if she could unbutton another button on her blouse. I had to laugh and give my approval wondering what would happen when she ran out of buttons.Just before closing time a well off woman came in. Debbie offered to help her and the woman looked her over pretty good. I smiled when the woman kept looking down Debbie’s blouse. I was about to take her aside and say something when the woman asked Debbie to.