What's your name?"Jen hesitated. "I better not tell him anything." No, go ahead. He lives in New York, and this is all anonymous. He'll never find out...it's you."Jen began typing. "My name is Jen and I'm blonde and petite." Jen looked over at her husband. "What else should I say?" Tell him your measurements." Jen scowled at her husband, and he laughed. "Go ahead, he's way up in New York, he won't bite." I'm about 34-24-34." Jen was about to hit send when Michael said, "Tell him you have great. He and Jack were fast becoming best friends, and although Sarah sometimes felt oddly jealous and left out, she was willing to step aside and share her son with his father. Luke had also continued his friendship with A.J., and Sarah had found a kindred soul in A.J.’s wife too. Luckily their new friends also had two kids, one of which was a little boy a year older than Jack. The two families often did things together now that Sarah hadn’t had an opportunity to do when it was just her and Jack.. "I'll be right back."Bill slumped back on the sofa. The only good thing about the doorbell was that he really needed a break. Never in his life had he been so hot for so long. His dick ached and he could tell that it was swollen larger than ever before. He was getting back to normal when he heard "Happy anniversary Bill." There, in the doorway to the den, stood Jill and Bridget arm in arm."I can't believe this," he muttered. The women of his dreams were standing in front of him. Jill was. It seemed like a current passed through her body when she heard the comment and she became even more responsive. The experienced Khan sensed it and pulled her head violently towards him and said in a authoritative way, “Saali, Imran saab ki randi ban chuki hai na! (I know you are now a whore of Imran Sir, bitch!)” and that followed by a big splash of saliva direct into her mouth and across eyes. Richa was somewhat taken aback but with her tied hands and limited mobility could hardly do.