He lay in the bed, a shriveled stick of a man, barely able to lift a hand in a mute salute when I entered. Bedridden, he would be unable to watch from...the window his loving wife’s sacrifice. That’s where I came in. On the wall, across from the bed was an enormous flat screen TV. My job was to be the producer and director of Sara’s last show. I set the laptop by the picture window, where I would be able to see her, without cameras. I kept the hand held camera in the room. I set one. Aur wo kitchen me chali gayi..maine apni pant me haath daal kar bhabhi ka soch kar muth maarne laga ek dum se bhabhi ne mujhe aisa karte dekh liya aur anjaan ban ke kaha ye kya kar rhe ho???Main ghabra gaya aur kaha kuch nahin….fir usne mera haath dekha to mere haath par thoda sa virya laga tha aur uski smell aarhi thi…bhabhi ne kaha ye kya hai…maine kaha kuch nahin mujhe khaansi hui aur bulgum mere haath par gir gayi…par bhabhi ko thoda shaq hua aur unhone jab usse soonga to kaha mujhe jooth. Without a boyfriend it became a sort of routine for her. She had so many sexual fantasies she had to keep all to herself. With her last boyfriend she had always wanted to try anal but he wasn’t really interested. While experimenting at home she was finally able to try it. She gradually got to where she was able to ride her dildo while using the vibrator in her ass. She imagined it was two guys. She knew it seemed slutty, but she didn’t care. It became a fantasy of hers to have a threesome. Both. “Keep sucking me, please! I can't believe how good you're making me feel!"Paul added another finger to her hot wet hole, and pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing it in circles. Laurie lifted her hips off the couch, pressing her young virginal pussy to his hand."Anything for you, sweetheart." "Do you mean it?" Paul leaned over and kissed her again. "Just ask me, and I'll do whatever you want."She smiled, tears welling in her eyes. "Just keep loving me, Daddy. Make me cum!"Paul suckled on the.