It's question of prestige I can't go and ask someone to screw me, I need to maintain secrecy, and family prestige is more imp. I have thought about it...hundred times either to leave this habit or look there someone but looking into pros and cons, I left the idea. Here I have some good old friends of mine who are very clean and healthy, they too not indulge into others than our own company. We are worried of the diseases. Then how about the your wife I asked JIJU-see if I get what I want I will. . Where is Grace?The vision that tripped lightly down the stairs wore Cornflower Blue ... Cornflower Blue that hugged curves. Curves that started at tiny slipper clad feet and ended at an impossibly long and aristocratic neck. The route taken crossed the Alps on the way up ... twice ... and severe valleys in strategic places in between. The mountains cast deep shadows between peaks. This woman girl had an exotic head under ALL THAT HAIR and above that thin neck. Tiny ears, straight nose, arched. ”“Ah yes, my son. Please come in,” he said, stepping back, motioning her to come inside. “My name is Drake.”Jade stepped inside and looked around for a place to put her clutch. Drake took it out of her hand and laid it on it the entryway table, but Jade kept her messenger bag with her. She could hear several guys laughing and talking in another room. Drake took her by the arm and led her to where the other men were.As they walked into the room, it suddenly became quiet as they all looked at. “Oh, Bo, what a gorgeous night, like it was made for us.”Lisa’s breasts floated enticingly. Bo’s pecker floated like a one-tentacle hydra. They played with each other’s parts until Bo was hard again. Then, lit only by starlight, Bo moved Lisa to the edge of the tub. “Put your hands on the deck, Honey.”Bo wanted the Mile High magic to continue, to complete what he had started above the clouds. He rose behind her and pushed his cock into her wet, dripping cunt. It slid back and forth inside.