I turned to see my ass in those tight jeans. You could bounce quarters off that fucking hot ass I thought. I smiled at myself in the mirror as I saw I...could still dress as the slut if I wanted too. I took a deep breath and walked from my room and I went down the stairs into the living room. MOMMY, lovely, Michelle said as she ran to me hugging my legs. I picked her up as I replied, I get my good looks from you, hugging her tightly. Frank and grandma looked at me from the sofa as grandma said,. She looked over at me shyly again, reassured that I had also enjoyed it. What I especially loved was that my sweet, demure wife had shown me that she could be so sexy with another guy. He again started to finger her and caress her breasts, kissing her from time to time. I could tell she didn’t know whether this was it or if there was more to come. “She is very wet now”, he said as he continued to caress her pussy lips. She blushed in embarrassment at this, and looked over at me shyly. John’s. . quite harder; then four fingers.. now she started screaming from pain, perhaps mixed pain and pleasure. I allowed her asshole to get slowly accustomed to my four fingers until I felt she was ready for my entire fist. I wondered if she could take it. Well, it was not up to her, and she would not say the safe word until she was really frightened. And, while I was dominant, I do not think I was scary; she knew, instinctiverly, that she could trust me.When I felt she was ready for the full monty. .!! Iske baad mein apne ghar aaa gya or mann hee mann soche lga ki ab kya karu kyuki ager aunty ki jagah or koi hoti tho kaam se kaam naam tho puch leti per khair baghwan ke ghar derr hai per andherr nhi mene harr nhi mani or ek or try kerne ki sochi ..!Mene apna plan ka first thoda change kiya or apne computer se ek nalki letter likha koi bhi bank ka jo loan ke liya logo ko inform kerthi hai.Dosto yaha per yaad rakhna ki mein sirf aunty ke ghar tak pochne ke bahane dundh rha hu aap or bhi kuch.