It seems that Jan's ex had a girlfriend on the side and was deceitful about wanting to start a family. Jan felt she had no other option than to leave ...im. Having listened to Jan's story, Karen felt sorry for her. She decided to invite her old friend over for dinner one night.After work the following Friday night, Jan came over for dinner. We popped the cork on a bottle of wine and started cocktail hour. Before we all sat down to dinner, Karen gave Jan a tour of our home. Jan seemed enamored. Before going to different places, we had to go to Mumbai first. We didn’t want to waste the . So we booked train tickets. I had said in my stories about how I used to fuck Anvesha on the train. We were 8 people. So we got two compartments in the 1ac coach.Two groups were formed. I was in Suhani’s group with Aditi and Jatin. The train started around 9 pm. We had dinner then waited till the TC came. As soon as he left, we closed the door. Suhani came to me and started sucking my dick. After her. My jean-pocket skirt hugged my shapely bottom, so tight there was little chance of me lifting up, so I began to tug and pull the denim skirt off my bottomI admit, it’s true that I wear my casual well-worn jeans tight and I do have a visible panty line. One look at my bottom has the young hunks and the old farts a like tongues wag. Their response kicked it up for me. Auntie felt I took it a bit farther with my latest outfit. Allison’s objection was not that the skirt was too short and my. Had we not been talking about business I would have shared the couch with her, and some personal contact sport might have followed."OK," Audrey started, "tell me what's bothering you."I looked at my wife, her dark, wavy hair and green eyes twinkling as they always did when she knew that she would be presented with a difficult problem. Her light complexion always accentuated her lips, and somehow in the light there in the living room, they always looked fuller and redder. Her smile could light.