Unka gaon chandigarh se 50-60 km door h. Ye kahani us gaon me ghati thi, jab mai ek shadi attend karne gaon gayi hui thi. Shaadi ache se complete ho g...i thi.Fir shadi ke do dino ke baad hi mere pati wapas lout gaye aur mai wahin kuchh dino ke liye ruk gayi achanak ek din mere sas sasur ko ek ristedar ke yahan jana para . Saam ko unhone call kar kah diya ki we aaj nahi ayenge. Us din hum dono (mera matlab hai mai , mere devar) ek hi kamre me soye. Ek khaat par mai aur dusri khaat par devar ji.. I'd love to get involved with you both as well, but I guess that would still be cheating."No one said anything to that, but I loved it and knew that so did Tara. She kept her eyes closed, and her head angled towards me, but my hands never vacated her head, and Danica never got out from behind her either.I evidently desired to see Danica touching Tara's breasts, but her head was blocking my view. I didn't worry about it, because it seemed like we had all the time in the world. I knew we didn't,. It was a big, long squirt, she knew now she needed this dirtiness for real. She needed to become Sir's slut.Miss Jones put on a short sexy black dress for her husband. She wanted him to fuck her downstairs, not just in bed. She would not ask, if he didn't she would fuck the Headmaster instead.Miss Jones realised her panties were wet again. Being a slut excited her. Being a slut and a dutifully married woman made her constantly horny.Miss Jones' mind was made up. She needed to be a slut with her. Your breasts against my back are making me insane." I smile a naughty little grin and swing my leg over the front of him so I am facing him. He grabs the back of my hair, forcibly but not painfully and tilts my head so he can plant a long, hard, deep kiss on my mouth. A moan escapes the most inner part of me in pleasure. We begin to kiss passionately and his hand is firmly in my hair, guiding my head to where he sees fit. His other hand begins to rub my pleasure spot and mine returns the favor..