Isliye meri dusri story share karna chahta hu..Ek mail richa (name changed) ka tha usne hi likha tha only mene bhi hii ka reply kiya aur thodi bate ki...aur sex ke bare me thodi bate ki usne bataya ki wo 31 married housewife he aur uske husband bussiness ki wajah se out of surat rehte hee..Aur uska ek beta bhi hee 5 yr kaa..I ask her for number on mail…Richa nee bola ki aap apna number muje de do me aapko contact karugi..I said ok..And I send my number..Usdin wait kaiya pure din kab richa kaa. Not very nice, even if it was warm. But we were ok with a bit in the mouth but not full on. For example she would suck my cock and then I would pee on he chin and chest letting it flow over her breasts and run down to her pussy and drip off her bottom. Then when I had done she would continue to suck me till I came in her mouth.While the k**s still lived with us we used to go into the bathroom and she would sit in the bath and I would pee over her letting the golden rivulets run down over her. "That's strange. I know I put the knickers on with this outfit." She thought to herself. Helen pushed the blanket off of her and looked down to confirm that she wasn't wearing any knickers. She also noticed that one of the shoulder straps on her nightie was ripped."What happened?" She was beginning to get worried that she did something that she shouldn't have. But she couldn't piece it together. She put on her robe and then went to the bathroom. On her way down the hall, she passed her son's. On the way back, I got daring and put my hand on her leg. She looked at me and just smiled. So I got even more daring and started rubbing her bare leg. I ran my hand along the hem of her shorts and she started to purr with delight. At the same time she placed her hand in my crotch and grabbed my erection through my shorts and squeezed it in her hand and smiled.We got back to our apartments and this time she leads me up to her apartment. We walked in and I could tell that she was well organized,.