” “So don’t knock the whole parking experience. Sure, you’re in a cramped space, but the whole point is to be close together, isn’t it? Plus... the music’s playing on the radio, and you’re whispering to each other. I always thought it was kinda romantic.”“Really, Dad?” Becky teased. “To us girls, there’s no place LESS romantic than the backseat of a car.”“Well, maybe, you’ll see for yourself, someday,” Bill replied. “Soon enough, probably real soon, you’ll meet a person who just takes your breath. Tell me the truth, Tonny. If we were married and the opportunity presented itself, would it turn you on to watch me being fucked by one or more big-cocked men?"I tried my best to avoid answering her. When she insisted, though, I would say something non-committal like, "I don't know, honey. That seems to be asking a lot for a man who is in love with a woman to watch her being fucked that way, without at least trying to intervene."The way she described the cuckold encounters, I have to admit that. In the evening I went to their home to give it to them and found no one there, I called several times but no response.Then a sound came from top floor, so I went to check if anybody is there. And and and.. Huuppphh … what I saw could have given me a heart attack there itself. My dear bhabhi was all alone and see was doing puja ,but the main thing: she had wrapped herself only in a piece of thin(transparent) piece of cotton saree,by that I mean no petticoat, no blouse, no bra ,only her sweet. Like many couples at that age they had hit that comfort zone, did most things together, but for the past five years Alex had lost interest in having sex, the frequency between sessions became less and less until finally it did not exist. It didn't really bother Diane too much, but at times she still felt she would like a little more attention from Alex in that area ... alas it seemed it was never to be.Tony Baldwin was a friend of theirs from way back, from their teenage years in fact. There.