Please, Brad, I want you with me. Don't drop the class. We work well together and I want us to share our future, not just the class and the story. I w...nt us to write a story in life of us. Stay with me, Brad."I looked at her and said, "I didn't leave."She said, "I know," and began crying again.I continued even though I realized I was lashing out, "So we get together until the next time someone kids or harasses you about being with me. Karen, if you weren't embarrassed to be with me in the first. I felt as if he was watching through keyhole. I turned towards the door and started to move my hands all over my body making sounds of sexual frustration.”kaas koi maid meri jawani ko kha jata aur mera doodh pi jata”. I made huge cleavage and started to remove my bra but did not do it completely then I turned my back towards him and let my hair fall over my shoulders. I took off my bra and made sure he was frustrated to see my boobs.Then somebody entered the room it was sixty five year old. " I stated."Well at one time we were a little closer than that but that was before I met you and I love you far more than anybody else. Okay?" asked Roberta"Yes it is and thank you for being honest with me! By the way I think I will call you Bobbie too. That way we can be Bob and Bobbie — I think that has a nice ring to it."Bobbie was about to say something when she changed her mind and smiled and leaned across the console to give me a kiss. We just sat there holding hands for another 10 to 12. Ramona was good, real good. I had never found an older woman with her kind of energy since Carol. She took everything I had and kept begging for more. Patricia had recovered and watched us from the side of the bed, her fingers working feverishly on her own pussy, aroused by the fucking I was engaged in with her girlfriend. I picked up the pace even more as I felt my own orgasm building. The sight of my huge cock sliding in and out of Ramona's skinny ass, shining with her fluids on each stroke,.