And what’s worse, i think i may have liked it. It was so filled out and juicy i wish i could grab it at least once or at least have one last look at...it. Her maid walked in with her shirt and a wonderfully shaped high waist skirt and went away. This skirt had to be zipped up from the behind to cover her lower back. She quickly went out, slipped into it and came back in. She asked me to casually zip it up because her hands wouldn’t reach. She came up right in front of me and as i sat on the bed. Me: That I won’t. sweetheart. you know me. do you think I can be angry with you.Vaishali: I am pretty confident that you won’t be angry with me in most things. but in this one, I am bit apprehensive.I was now intrigued, I detected a bit of jealousy, confusion and fear in her. yet, I felt she wanted to say more. You know, when your shaitaan mind starts making up things. I wanted to know what it was.So.Me: Come on, trust me. I am not gonna get angry with you honey, just tell me. At most I can. Slowing, she took notice that the two figures were male and one was carrying a red plastic gasoline container and they were heading for what must be the next available convenience store about 3 miles up the road. As she drew nearer, she slowed down to get a better look; the vibration of her bike's engine had been working its magic on her sensitive female body and she was curious to see what these two guys looked like. When she was within about fifty feet; the young men turned to face her. Tasha smiled. “That dick is good, huh?” “Why don’t you find out for yourself?” Sharon offered breathlessly. “You want me to fuck your husband, huh?” Tasha grinned all too willing. “I would love nothing more than for you to fuck my husband. And I think he would agree.” Don sat back against the plush pillows and headboard, holding his steel sprung cock ready to be used by their new plaything. Tasha leant over and took him into her mouth, taking him deep down her throat before coming up for air,.