.....in short,, I put on her facebook she posted sexy picture of her nothing revealing just pretty,,,she is 37 5'3 150 little thick thighs, but not a ...ard, meat in right spots,,,when I first met her I could tell she would get bigger but she isn't a butterball she awas about 120 when we met,, 1st day we met in class, after 1 hour sitting beside each other everyone thought we were a coupld even teacher,, we clicked perfectly, but nothing happened after that class,, she works on esplanade bistro,. My hands glide down across the silky nylon slip. I could feel the warmth of the body within and as my fingers passed over the bodice the lace produced a contrasting feel from the slick nylon. I could tell with just the feel of it that this was a high quality slip. It sent my mind back many years when my mother would move between the bathroom and her bedroom wearing a slip and stockings.I would peek around the corner to see what color slip she had chosen for the day, would it be pink, baby blue,. So at mid night I again checked that she is in deep sleep(as she was tiered ) as a wild wolf I sprang on her waist pulled her 3/4 till knee and started licking her cunt it smell so nice and ma luck it was wet that day I did finger fucking n after 3 months ma parents got to know about herBoyfriend they scolded her an that guy as an innocent gal she left all dat. after her SSC she secured admission in Jr college again 1 afternoon when she slept I took chance and made naked from waist n started. ”“It is indeed a famous derriere,” Sean said.“What do you want?” the woman asked while straightening up.“I need flowers.”The flower lady said, “What did you do?”“I tried to talk my girlfriend into letting me have a harem,” Sean answered.“That was stupid.”“I guess it was,” Sean said.The flower lady said, “You’re going to have to get roses at a minimum. You might even need two dozen roses.”“I’m going to include a poem,” Sean said. “Women love poetry.”“Which poem?” the flower lady asked.“I’m.