Main hamesha unko gour se dekhata tha aur bade dhyan se unke katil jawani ko apni aakhose hi pi jata tha. Aur unko dekhakar lund badake masalate maza ...eta tha. Waise hum gaon main rahte the. So gaon ka mahol aapko to pata hi hoga.Mast bhari huyi aunty aur mast mast gaon ki bhabhiyo ko dekhakar roj lund hilata tha. Bhabhi kabhi kabhi janbuchakar kisi na kisi bahane se woh bhi mujhe apne boobs ka hamesha deedar kara deti jab bhi mauka milta. Waise main bhi unko double meaning main ishare se baate. But I didn’t know where to start, because honestly, I wasn’t sure what had happened. Sure, I knew what had happened in the literal sense—Tracy and I had stripped off all our clothes and rubbed each other to orgasm—but I still didn’t understand why we’d done it. Everything had been so random and spontaneous and confusing.Fuck it. If anybody could help me figure this out, it was my husband.“I slept with Tracy last night,” I confessed.“Yeah, I know. I’m the one who told you to. She seemed so sad,. She has my number and address maybe she'll call or email me. But for now I'll get back to work. I've been working on the latest issue of the comic book series I introduced at the convention. I was interrupted by a knock at the door. I opened the door and there was Pamela. I was quite surprised to see her. She had shown me how happy she was to see me when she fell to her knees, undid my pants and started to slowly suck my cock. I missed the feel of her mouth on my cock. She made me cum hard.. She dragged her teeth lightly up my middle finger, then wrapped her soft lips around the end. She slurped my fingers, halfway between a wet kiss and a wet suck. She squeezed my hands even tighter around my prick, and she lowered her mouth down deeply onto my fingers. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, taking my fingers deep into her mouth. She sucked hard and she lightly licked. She fellated my fingers and sent me soaring. I finally pulled one hand away, and my iron-like cock stood stiffly.