She saw herself in the mirror that how from a once polite and loyal housewife she was now a wanton married slut and she was debasing herself to commit...debauchery with a guy who was two decades younger than her husband. She saw her symbol of marriage her mangalsutra was now flying in the air as her pussy which was once only her husband’s was now open to someone else. She saw in the mirror how decked up she was with bangles and anklets and the noises each made for a guy she did not knew exist. Sorry, it said. As I was coming in my brother was on his way out saying hi Ange as he passed. I ask where he was going and he said date, see ya tomorrow. Great I thought, I should have just stayed on campus. Looks like it will be just me and our German Shepard Rocky. Later in the evening and after my shower, I put on my night shirt which was actually and old flannel shirt of dads. I had developed a habit of sleeping in old, long tailed flannel shirts when I was about 14. In fact, for years,. Finally feeling Tracy's baby soft and smooth skin against hers, she felt Tracy begin to cum again, her head being pressed down by one of her breasts. When she felt Tracy's pussy milk her dick as she came hard, Miss K couldn't take anymore. She pounded Tracy's pussy even harder, then blindly kissed her way up Tracy's chest and neck, ending up almost swallowing Tracy's tongue and she kissed her hard. Then she thrust hard in Tracy's pussy and came hard, grunting into Tracy's mouth as her dick shot. Ramesh was walking behind me suddenly it started to rain slowly and we started to run back home my boobs was jumping up and down while running and he was enjoying the show mean while I was wet and my dress got stuck to my body my black bra was seen through the dress and my panty line was also seen over my track pants.Ramesh was looking me and enjoying the size of my boobs and ass while walking behind me and he also was wet and there was a tent on his dhoti when I saw that he closed with his.