Lena chate the.Raat ko unka phon aya n it became a habit. He used to talk to me very decently. Wo bahane se meri tariff karte the jase ki unh eek phoo... mil gya hai jo ki bahot hi payara or najuk hai or wo usse hamesha ke liye apne paas rakhna chate hai. Mane unhe sir se satish bulana suru kar diya. Usne kabhi bahar jane ki jid ni ki kyun usse lagta tha ki log use mere saath dekh kar majak babayenge.mai gori chiiti sunder modern ladke or wo kala sa. Par hum dono ek dusre se bahut pyar karne lage. I'm also married, though so far without children; married for five years now. My wife, Danielle, is an elementary school teacher with her own interests and concerns. We love each other, of course, but we both tend to work hard and with all we both have going on, our sex isn't what it once was.Now, I suppose that's a common situation, I've heard others talk and kid around about it, but the hot, sexy lust we once had just doesn't seem to be there any more. Well, I more or less just resigned. I was trying to prepare myself for his orgasm. I wasn't expecting him to scoop me up in his arms and carry me into the bedroom. He kissed my mouth again as he lay me on the bed."Roll over and show me your ass, Wendy," he said.I lay atop the blanket with my ass hiked up a little."Such a pretty little bottom," he said. "Wiggle it for me, Wendy."I felt my hard cock throbbing beneath me. He started spanking me harder now. I winced in pain, but I loved every dirty second of it."You're my little. Rose and Danielle were fucking each other. Rose called every girl "Honey" but when she said that to Danielle there was a different inflection in her voice. It was softer. Gentler. Given with more passion than the others.They got into the office together and left for home at the same time. Little by little Rose was moving her things into Danielle's Lake Shore apartment. It was a brutal winter and it caused Danielle to catch a bad cold which turned into pneumonia. She missed work for a week. Rose.