Lakin ek bar ki chudai se mera jii nahi bhara, ab me jyada se jyada bar anjali ko chod na chahta tha, us dine ke jor dar chudai ke bad me anajali bhab...i ka deevana ho gaya tha, us ko chudai ka bahot hi experiance tha, aur muje wo bhi pata chala ki bhabhi aur anjali 1 no ki chuddakan aurat hai, kakin wo bhi bechare kya kar te kyo ki un do no ke hubby month me bahot kam din hi unke pass reh te the, Jan 1 week tak anjali bhabhi ka koi phone nahi aaya to me ne bhabhi se kaha ki kya bat hai yarrr. I was reading some of my erotic fiction stories and they were alright. I was thinking about putting them into an anthology and submitting it to various publishers. Hey, you never know, I might get lucky. Anyhow, while I was sitting there, editing my works, I overheard this woman tutor talking to some other woman. The tutor in question was Susan, a tall, pleasantly curvy white chick with a nice ass. I always thought she was alright, until I heard the words “ I don’t like the new sexual. “Look at those kids. They’re having fun like we used to,” Mom said.Uncle Dan told Mom, “I bet Becky and Barry fuck on the way to the lake Pat. I wish we could see them ... don’t you?”“I’ll suck your dick like old times, Dan. That will keep you busy until you can put your dick in my pussy.”“Pull your panties off so I can finger-fuck you like we did back when we were kids, going to town for Mom and dad.”“I’m not wearing panties!”“Damn, slide over here.”“Eddie?” Jean whispered.“Yes?”“Pull your. The perspiration running down your breasts.Getting off of him, you turned, knelt in front of him. Took his cock, his softening cock, taking it in your hand, squeezing, extracting all of his cum. Lowering your mouth to it, taking it deep inside your mouth. Your tongue, licking up and down his shaft, licking his balls. You loved the taste, his taste, your taste. You showed Alan the guest room. Taking him by the hand, leading him upstairs. I heard you kiss him, heard him say that he enjoyed and.