“Abby, I understood you, yes. The truth is I have been keeping something from you for a long time, since the beginning actually, the beginning of us...” he said. “I guess that this might be an opportune time to out myself.”Abigail Cord smiled. “You’re not gay for damn sure,” she said. “So what could it possibly be that you’d be talking about outing yourself about?”“Abby, the child, is most certainly Sam’s and not mine,” he said.“No, it could very well be yours,” she said. “We’ve been doing it so. Here I am narrating a story about my sex with my wife’s friend sangita who looks very sexy with beautiful figure & very bold in her outfit I always had an eye on her cleavages she has good breast very big ass whenever she use to be nearby me I always had a hard one I had many time seen her cleavages I use to never understand is she was purposely showing or was she like that, but it was always bad for me, I always had a erection, she always use to wear revealing dress like tight pant, loose tee,. Bean, Eddie Bauer, and others. I often get girls like your sister good modeling jobs.“Oh? Can I see your business card?”“Sure!” I replied and handed her a business card that suggested I was indeed a freelance photographer.She read it and said, “Are you successful?”“I can get a modeling job for about half of the girls I submit.”By then, the cute one had joined us and said, “Do you think you can get me a job?”“I sure do! You’re gorgeous and cute. Every pose you made was a keeper.”“Really?”“Hi.. She tensed and tried to stifle her loud moans as the first small orgasm passed through her. Panting, she rode my fingers and the waves of pleasure. I was sure Craig was ready to cum; he had pulled away from her mouth. “Mmm, that’s good, Paul. Do I look good from behind?” “Oh, yes,” I reply. “Lovely,” she gasped. “It feels good being on all fours for you both.” My heart skipped two or three beats when she said “for you both”. She stretched herself out, pushing her bottom high. She looked.