Now I was able to select a bra forcomfort and not for good looks.After our meal I was very happy, as I was lolling about on the couch inmy leotard. I ...carcely believe that girls do anything like that, but Ithought it was great. There I needed neither bra nor breast forms, whichhad become pretty disagreeable after a very long day.If I wore one leotard each day, my two weren't going to suffice."Mom, can you get me several leotards?" I had thought she would besurprised, but she just nodded. "Moni. (blushing)Me: That thing is called lund, sweetie, and it’s all yours!Sonal: Shut up, Jaan. You are shameless.Me: I love your expressions when I am inside you, drilling you hard. Your eyes partially closed, staring at me, your mouth open as you moan and scream in sexual agony.Sonal: For me, the best part is when you cum inside. It just feels so good.Me: How do you mean?Sonal: I don’t know how to say it. It feels great. I think it’s the throbbing. I can feel the liquid gushing out from your. Sunday we went out visiting places but nothing specific to write here. Sunday night once went to bed, Mangala slept hugging me cross her leg over my thighs she but could not proceed at 10 PM as my wife was not sleeping. When I got up around 4 AM Europe time to attend an emergency call from office (India). I switched on bed light.I was shocked to see her frock rose till her waist. Her trimmed pussy was shining in the bed lamplight. I had an instant hard, I could not concentrate on the call that. Then a meal. From there it was a short jump to flirting in his car. It felt funny to me. It was as though I'd been doing this for years, even though I'd never been in a situation remotely like it.Kevin respected the limits I put on his inquisitive hands, and the second time we parked up I rewarded him for it by rubbing his cock through his jeans until he exploded, grunting and groaning as he made a mess. Two things happened then. First I realised how awful it must have been for the boy in the.