That day, when I got home from work, Karen was waiting for me with my house slippers ready. She looked absolutely delicious in the outfit I’d sent h...r to work wearing and her new house shoes were a full inch taller than any other pair she’d ever owned.“Bedroom,” I simply muttered, in case little ears were around. In a barely audible voice I added, “Bitch”. Karen knew immediately why we’d be going to the bedroom.“Yes, Sir. Thank you Sir,” she quietly and submissively replied.Without further. Moving on, Grace got down to the business of making out a guest list forour wedding. Her list consisted of all of her close girlfriends, as wellas several of her more distant girlfriends from college. She alsoincluded her workmates. My list consisted of my mom and sister, a fewcousins, and some people from my office. Once again, I found that Ididn't have as many people who I was close to, outside of work. Myentire life mostly revolved around Grace by this point. In the end, ourlist. The story which I am going to narrate you is a true incident which happened just 3 months ago in October 2011. I was at my home and it was a chilly Sunday morning outside as it is the month of October here in Kashmir. My told me to go to my cousins home as my Cousin brother had asked my mother to send Nadeem to his as we had not met each other since months. Earlier we were not having good terms with our relatives but from some months things were going smoothly and were back on track. At first. Amy's mom moved close to us and at times moved us into different positions as we continued to kiss. I was on my back in one shot with my legs wide showing my open tiny cunt all wet and dripping as Amy's hot mouth was kissing mine."You're so beautiful Jenny. Your body is gorgeous baby," said her mom as she moved between my legs clicking off several more shots of my open pink slit. Amy was getting so horny as her hands roved over my tits making me groan again feeling her fingers tweak my nipples.