.kyunki mai bahot moti hoon, mera beta ko mujhse chipak kar sona pada….raat ko mujhe toilet laga to mai uth kar toilet karney chala gaya….toilet m...in maine dekha ki chut-aur-lund ki bahor saari photo bani huyi hai diwaro par…mujhe josh aa gaya aur mai apni fingers to apne chut mein andar-bahar karne lagi…15 minute baad mera sara pani nikal gaya….mai wapas seat par aake leth gaya par meri chut abhi bhi gili thi…..neend bhi nahi aa raha thi….tabhi maine dekha ki mere paas ek acha idea hai….kyun. When my wife and I make love, her snatch no longer grips me the way it used to. The urgency and lust she once had that was transmitted somehow magically to her vaginal muscles has now faded. I guess I am the same. The hardness I once had…still there…but not to the same degree. I begin to daydream about the firmness and freshness of Sarah’s pussy. Untouched by the trauma of childbirth, and the years of fatigue that comes as an adult. What would Sarah’s smell be like? I keep looking at her pussy. I so desperately wanted her to touch my throbbing cock and feel her warm hand there, but at the same time I was scared about getting caught, It was such a rush. For a second I had to focus on my breathing and try and calm down before I creamed in my pants. She was getting me so excited and she hadn't even touched my dick yet. So my zipper is finally down and she starts to put her hand in my pants. I feel her warm hand start to rub my cock through my boxers and at that point I stop caring about. Audrey had first heard about it and we did some research in the library. It was used at one time as part of the underground railway helping escaped slaves get to Canada.We were not completely sincere when we approached the owner and his wife. We had more than enough money to rent the place for a full week but we were not on our honeymoon as we had said. They cheerfully showed us around and asked what we wanted for breakfast. Audrey told her that we wanted to be transported back in time for the.