I run my hand under the covers wanting to stroke my cock. Wait, my cock is hard, and something is moving down there. I’m still dreaming? I focus my ...yes in the moonlight coming through the window and notice the blanket moving up and down. I pull the blanket off, and the beautiful face of my wife Eve stairs back at me. Piercing blue eyes stare into my very soul, her face happy as her mouth slides up and down my cock.“Eve, is that you?” I ask.She just smiles with her eyes as she continues to. I also contacted a paternity testing centre online and requested a DNA kit for myself and Ruth. After that I poured myself a glass of wine and reminisced for a while before putting the dishes in the dishwasher and going to bed.I was woken in the small hours of the morning by the sounds of sobbing coming from the guest room and I got up, put on a robe and knocked at the door."Yes," came a tremulous voice wracked with emotion."Are you OK Ruth?" I asked."I, I, I er, I had an accident," She. 5 inch ka land aapna sita tanke bahar aaya to vo dekhti hi rah gai or sehlane kagi :: fir mera land aapne muh me leke chusne lagi :: mujeto samjo swarg ka aanand aane laga::: mere muse bhi aavaz aane lagi ki aaaahhhhhhhh uuuuuuhhh aab me or riya dono puri tarah se garam thhe :: mene sawor chalu kiya or aapne boddi par pani aaya to wo or bhi ssssseeeeeexxxxxyyyyyy lagne lagi:: fir mene sabun pure boddy para lagaya or lipat gaya:: mere lang ki garmi unko chad chuki thi :: tabhi mene bola ni jan. I was impatient, I needed release quickly. Local want ads for casual encounters, mostly pathetic but usually a handful make for stimulating reading. I found a few juicy ones but it wasn't enough. I moved on to phone sex ads. Girls that will narrate any kink no matter how taboo, and they write up samples to entice guys to call in. Usually I can find something that stirs my imagination sufficiently to make myself cum, but no luck this time.What the hell was left to me, cam whores? Live tease.