Mai turant piche aa ke aapni bhan ke piche kkhada ho jata hnu, ab merii bhan kewal ek blouse mai thi or uska baki sarir ek dum nanga tha mane piche se...hii uuske blouse ke dono hook ek ek kar ke khol diye, or piche se hii uska blouse uttar diya, uske dono chuche uske blouse se ese bahar aaye jase kisi nai uble hue aalo se chilka hata diya ho , ek dum gore ek dum chikne .Unhe dhek ke tho mai ek baar fir se hicak gya par turant hii merii lulii mai dard uht gya. Mane samne Nadeem kii tarf aansoo. She didn't have any pom-poms but she had everything else. The tight muscular legs, the round little butt. God I loved her."What's wrong honey?" she asked."I think I have a cold," I said."I'm going to take a shower," she smiled. "I'll cook dinner and then we can spend some time together." From the way she said that I could tell she wanted to try to give me some guilt sex.I didn't eat much; actually I just pushed the food around on the plate."Well if you're not in the mood to eat, maybe we should. His cock got so hard the first time he saw me in my black lingerie and pink lipstick, that he didn’t need much ‘oral affection’ from me to ‘calm him down’. But I’d always get on my knees in front of him whenever he needed draining, which was at most every third day, and I passionately sucked on his large, pink cock and tugged on his foreskin until he came all over mommy.I took his cum in my mouth, on my face, on my breasts, wherever it landed, but craved for it in my bald, pink pussy. I wanted. ” I clicked send and then lay back on my comfortable and perfectly made bed. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself. It proved impossible, every word of Emily's message and every suggestive sentence that Sophia had spoken or written circulated in my mind. “you will love her, trust me..” over and over again, and Emily’s “Can’t wait to get going”, It was to much for me to take, my doubts were impossible to contain, Its purely innocent, your reading way to much into this, yes Sophia's a.