Maine aur manoj dono ne khana kha liya.Wo sone chala gya.Main bhi thaka hua feel kr raha tha.Main bhi so gya.Reena manoj ke kafi sare kapdo ko press k... rahi thi.Raat ko 11 bje wo aai.Usne mujhe dekha.Mujhe halki si neend aa rahi thi.Usne mujhe kiss kiya aur thake hone k karan so gai.Subah utha to reena kitchen mein chay bna rahi thi.Usne nighty pahan rakhi thi.Maine manoj ke kamre mein dekha to wo ja chuka tha.Maine baniyan aur pajama pahan rakha tha.Kitchen mein chala gya.Wo chay bna rahi. Now what’s the problem with driving that truck?’ ‘I’m terrified of being alone in that cabin. The way I feel, I’m likely to fail to turn the next corner. Instead I just want to give up the struggle because I’ve already lost the contest before I start.’ ‘What rubbish you talk, Peter.’ Hesitating at first, Susie stared at him while thinking for a moment. Determined to get him out of his black mood pensively she continued. ‘I have a suggestion. Help me into the cab. Drive me home to get some. He was too high up in his truck for her to reach from our car window. My wife decided to get out of the car and hand him the heels and get the cash. He handed her 4 $100 bills and took the heels. Before my wife could get back in our car, he pulled her right heel up to his nose and took in a long sniff, closing his eyes. My wife frozen, blushed as she watched.He opened his eyes back up, looked at her and said how lovely her heels smelled. He then looked her up and down and complimented her on. I closed my eyes and masturbated, my lithe body arched, my buttocks rising from the seat, the fleshy pads of both my ankles flattening, as they became the pivotal points, taking my body weight as my impending orgasm started building from my curled toes and travelled the length of my calves, thighs, taught buttocks, my fingers gliding between my labia and hooking inside my vagina, with expert rapidity, titillating my budding pearl, a clear sheen on its well polished pink surface, as my finger.