I have no memory of finishing dinner. My wife and I just sat there starring at each other in silence.Diedre asked to be excused and went to her room.A...l I could think of was that Diedre has had far more cock than I had pussy at the same age. She was a bigger slut than I had been a horn dog.Finally, my wife broke the silence and asked, “what now?”What now indeed, I thought.“I think a sit-down meeting with Fred and Mabel Sherman would be in order,” I said.“Agreed, and I will arrange it” she. Phir wo apne kamar ko kich kar ek jor ka jhatka mara. Me bilkul chatpata uthi aur chikne lagi aaaaahhh aahh mar dala.ab tak mere bur me 4″ hi lund ghus paya tha.meri halat jal bin machali ki tarah ho gayi thi.wo mere chuchi masalte hue mere hotho ko chusne lage. Jab me khuch sant hui to wo mere jangho ke beech me aa gayeaur meri tango ko utha kar phaila diya. Ab unhone apna lund thora bahar khich kar bahut hi jor ka jhatka mara.me dard se chila uhti nahiiiii aur apne pair patkane lagi . Unka 9″. . her tits, groping them, squeezing. She let out a shuddering breath, her hands at my waist, fumbling with my belt, my zipper, freeing my cock, seeming completely uninterested in foreplay. I spun her, she turned, somehow she ended up pressed against the wall, face turned to the side, her cheek against the bricks, tits mashed flat, her back arched, her ass stuck out, presenting it. I didn’t waste any time. I simply pulled it up, exposing her panty clad bottom. I needed her too much, needed my. Then i started kissing her and removed her tops and kissed her naked boobs.She: yaen da ulla vidala (wy u didnt cum inside me)Me: varala de (didnt came de)She: yaen da(why da)Me: theriyala da(dunno ma)She: ippo yaen ippadi pudichi aatura(why u masturbating now)Me: vara vaika try panraen(i am trying to cum)She: mmmmMe: Konjam suck pannu de(suck me de)She: ennala mudiyaadu da(i cant da)Me: Plzz de pannina vandurum (plzz if you do i will cum)She lied down on my lap took my dick and started to suck.