I rushed home from work and slipped out of my officer's uniform and into my usual at-home attire, a t-shirt, short denim shorts and my cowgirl boots b...t underneath, I had on something that assured I was living up the Naughty Farmer's Daughter Stereotype. A purple and black sheer lace bra that gave my already perky c cups an extra lift and a matching pair of sexy black Bikini cut panties with purple lace-ups that accentuated my big, luscious bottom perfectly. We made plans to meet up in the. I remembered my own Q&A session, and how it had led to my first sexual contact with Jay. Sure, I’d sit in. About 30 baby-faced freshmen showed up along with some seniors. I knew Mike and Zeke, but not the other two seniors. It was “déjà vu all over again.” Mike again wore boxers. One senior was in Superman briefs, Zeke and the other guy in boxer briefs. I was in tighty-whiteys. Surprise, no? A couple of the freshmen had worn clothes, a few others had worn sweats. Two were nude. The rest were in. Over the past few years our sex had become infrequent, unsatisfying and boring. My husband, Dillian seemed to care more about mowing the lawn than he does about my sexual needs. I tried to spice things up for him. I brought home sexy lingerie and suggested that we watch an adult movie, but while my sex drive had gotten stronger, he had completely lost his, or at least his desire for me. I have gained a few pounds since we first met and my breasts aren't quite as perky as they used to be, but. Abr kaj a nama porlam rath soboi 1shata keya j jar room a gumata chola gelo bikal thaka keyal korcilam didi amr dika kmn jno kamuk vaba thakia thaka ame isarai ki hoacha jiggessh korlai sha shakan thaka sora jai. room a gumata gia deklam antu bed r 1dom dewal r shata lega gumaccha, ame woh k sorata gelai didi bola utlo “thak, woh oikan a gumak” tarpr didi tar nighty ta nia bathroom chola gelo r ame haba’r moto sdidi’r pacha 2tar dika thakia roilam onakkn pr didiAshlo didi k dekha ame puro obak,.