Within minutes of 11:00 p.m., they descended on the Last Chance for two hours of lively discussion and serious eating.Rarely did any of them miss an e...even o’clock rendezvous, shift change and obstinate passengers notwithstanding. A little thing like a blizzard wouldn’t stop them on the last night. Their loyalty was surpassed only by the voracious desire to feed themselves and to gossip.Born in southern Pakistan, the snowplow driver made a career out of appearing American. He wanted no one to. ‘Tammy wanted me to drop off these old clothes for you.’ I hand her the bag, which she takes and smiles, her thin lips so eagerly needing to be kissed. ‘Thanks, Jake. Why don’t you come in for a little bit? I know you’re awfully early for work.’ How do I say no? I can’t! She is so hot! I agree, walking in as she shuts the door behind me. I follow her down the hallway, watching her ass the whole time. I can’t resist! Oh how I want to do bad things to her. Well, enough of the boring introduction.. The guy is Del. He lived in Evansville, IN. Del drove all the way to Lafayette, IN every week, when he was fucking my wife. The drive was two hundred and thirty miles one way. That is my wife, Janet in the photo. The symbolism of this photo should not be lost. Start with Del’s left hand, displaying his wedding band, as he cups Janet’s right breast. That wedding band is crystal clear. And, again, I assure you that is not his wife. That is my wife.The symbolism then shifts to the right side of. Sujith was rubbing his nose over and smelling the Aroma.“Yes baby, rub it”. Vidya sat over his chest and removed her pantie and rubbed his cock with the pantie. Sujith was not able to control the urge to fuck her.“Please baby, let me fuck you pleaseeeee…”Vidya: ha ha not so soon dear, dinner has just started.Vidya took a strawberry from the basket and licked it fully. She rubbed the strawberry on her armpit, neck and brought them between her boobs and crushed them between her mangoes.Vidya:.