Interesting. I wonder if... It could be..." Ginny tried very hard to stay patient. Her normal Healer had been out that day, so she had agreed to be se...n by Healer Pompson, er Thompson. Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted his ponderings."Healer Pomp, er, Thompson, what is going on? I don't remember Healer Tanner taking this long when I was pregnant the first time." It was all she could do to refrain from adding that apparently he was too much of a moron to figure out a. . 2 min bad mne uske mooh m hi jhaad dia usne sara muth pee lia or boli ye amrit h mera… Ab mne usko letaya or uski panty utar di..Mere saamne ka nazara bda hi khoobsurat tha…Clean shaved uski pink choot puri gili thi..Mn uski choot chatne laga … Aaahhh ahhh chodde mujhe wo boli… Ab mne ek ungli uski choot m ghusa di or fingerfuck kia.. Wo boli ab or na tadpa mujhe madarchod chodde is randi ko… Mn bola chodunga bahut chodunga meri raaand.. Ab mne uski armpits chati.. Phr uski choot chaatne. I stepped in, behind him slowly and shut the door. He was still oblivious to my presence. I placed my hands on his shoulder blades gently and ran them down his back. He looked over his shoulder, saw it was me and smiled. He stayed looking at me, I continued. I very softly kissed his shoulder blade, my upper lip protruding over the lower, in a slope of subtle sexual invitation. I ran my hands slowly from his lower back, down to his ass. I started to crouch down, continuing to run my hands over. "Beth, what are you out doing today?" I heard him ask casually as he walked into our yard. Sure enough, he wasn't wearing his shirt. "Shouldn't you be inside looking after your husband?" I heard him inquire, obviously checking to see if I'm home. "No, why would I need to look after him, sugar?" my wife replied. She never called me "sugar". "I just thought..." Mike trailed off as his eyes trained in on her huge breasts. "I know what you are thinking 'bout, sugar," my wife naughtily replied. Mike.