Satutary Warning: Ye kahani sirf manoranjan ke liye hai or kalpanik hai so enjoy!To kahani start karte hai mene uska t-shirt utha k pura nikal diya ji...se ab uske sine pe ek chhoti si bra thi me bra ke upar se hi uske ball ko jor jor se press karne laga udhar bhabhii bhi hamara ye nazara dekh ke utejit ho gai thi or usne uska nighty kab ka sharir se alag kar diya tha bra to usne pahni nahi thi or sirf panty pahne hue wo panty ke andar hath ghusa k uske yoni ko ragad rahi thi. Ab wo bhi hamare. Mujhe laga wo jugaadu ladki h , to maine starting me hi usey bol diye ki mere pass paise nahi h, aur me call girls ke sath nahi karta.Ye sunn ke wo ladki waha se chali gayi, kuch derr baad mujhe laga ki maine jyada bol diya, to me usey sorry bolne uske pass gaya. Maine usey sorry kaha aur drink bhi offer ki, to usne mujhe kaha ki mujhe bilkul bhi tameej nahi h aur I should respect girls , usne mujhe kaha ki mujhe teach karegi to how to talk girls and apne sath chalne ko kaha. Phle to maine. Even though this is an awkward sport for me as I am tiny and it is hard for me to hide a big 8 inch cock. I usually tuck it between my legs pushing up against my ass, on top I will always wear drag shorts. (Fellow swimmers will know what drag shorts are, google if you don't know.) This is the only way I hide my big cock. Me and Emily decide to go swimming one day. As we got there we went into individual cubicals and got changed. I got dressed into my one piece swimsuit that looks like this:On. I have been married to the same woman since I turned 19. You do the math, but it equates to very many years. During this time, we have managed to produce a couple of kids, bring them up and got shot of them as they branched out on their own.I could not, hand on heart say that I have been exactly faithful all this time. I not a raving nymphomaniac by any stretch of the imagination, but I have been lucky enough to have sampled the delightful fruits of the hunt on more occasions than I should.