Or wo bade cup wali bra pehnti thi. Ek raat hum ese hi baat kr rahe the, abhi tak hum mai koi bhu sex k bare mai baat nahi hui thi, bas halki fulki ki...s wagehra ki hi baat hoti thi. Us raat bhi hun chat kar rahe the to mene us se double meaning mai baat karni shuru kar di, usne mujse kaha k esi baat apni gf se mat krna nahi to wo bhag jayegi, to mene use apni ek kahani sunai jo k meri or meri ex gf k bhich hui thi k kese vo mere sex na krne se khafa ho kar muje chhod gyi thi.Us raat mai 2 baje. Cindy thought for a minute as she looked at the three of them. "Now Billy... I want you to kiss Jeff the same way" she saidmischievouslyBoth of the boys looked at her surprised "What! ... Wait a minute, he'sa boy I can't kiss him!" Billy said."Boys are not supposed to be kissing each other" he added"Listen, I'm telling you to do it and I expect you to do what I say"Cindy said emphatically "Now do what I say" Yeah, but...." Billy ensued"Oh come on, we caught you guys jerking each other off in. She bent over to pick up a napkin on the floor. I stuck a finger in her ass crack and she she moaned. I placed her hands on her ass spreading her cheeks. I unzipped my fly and took out my cock. I slid her Daisy Dukes to one side and started to fuck her.Dave was a little nervous at first. He took out his cock and jerked it a few times. The lonely house wife was swearing very loud. I was fucking her pretty hard. Her tight pussy slammed back on my cock. I took off my shirt. I reached down to grip. .. and sometimes the saying was part of the obituary.The little boats were ashore and resting on their construction cradle ... hauling each boat every Thursday was the final 'water' test of our sailing Tuesday/Thursday class.It is amazing how much muscle an eight year old kid can put on during a summer of lifting, hauling and turning 77 pounds of awkward plywood hull. What was a struggle in June is easy in August.Tuesday/Thursday was sailing. Noon to four ... but everybody showed up at ten..