Joya-r mukh ta tokhon dekhar moto, thot duto dant diye kamriye rekheche, ar apran chesta korche amake sukh deyer. Ami ar parlam na, thapanor speed bar...te barate kichukhon porei maal dhele dilam jaya-r guder bhetor. Emon-i kora chodon dilam jaya ke, je amar bichi dhon shob-i batha korte thaklo.Jaya ke dhore shuye thaklam kichukhon tarpor uthe jama pant pore nilam. Jaya-o uthe sari blouse thik kore ekdom normal lokkhi housewife mode e chole gelo. Or rosh ar amar maal-e bhora bichanar chador. “Fucking Jimmy says he’s going to take Andy away from me. He figures that since I got fired from my last job, the court’ll give him custody. The bastard doesn’t even want Andy – he just doesn’t want me to have him.” “I didn’t know you lost your job, Katie. What happened? “That asshole Mister Reade had been hitting on me and when I wouldn’t sleep with him, he fired me. He’s such a shit.” Katie had been working as a legal secretary for a guy I thought was pretty shady. Now I could see what an. But, I did enjoy teasing them. This one guy sent me nude pictures of himself and he was hung. Now that got my interest. I had never been with a man with that much manhood. We had cyber sex while my husband watched over my shoulder. My husband had seen the guy's picture and knew what he had. None of his pictures showed his face. My pictures was nudes showing my face. "Wouldn't you like to know what that would feel like in your pussy?" he asked. "I don't believe I could take it," I said.. She released her grip and he came prancing to me. I hugged his head, stroked him and moved my hand onto his belly. My fingers made contact with his sheath and I felt something. I patted the grass and commanded him down. He did and I looked up at Mrs. Woodburn with a look that reaffirmed these dogs were well-trained.On the ground, I stroked his side and scratched his ears. I shifted both hands to his body, one sliding back and forth over his belly. He partially rolled further onto his back.