” She reluctantly takes off her shirt. “No bra?” I say. She blushes even more. I notice some of the cum had dripped onto her skirt. “And the s...irt?” She looked down and notices the cum. She just stares. “What’s the problem, you have panties on right?”“Yes!” she says, slightly annoyed. She bends down and unties her shoes so she can take off her skirt. She takes off her shoes. White socks. She pulls down her skirt, revealing her pink thong. She was just standing there, wearing nothing but socks. Yeh app kia keh rahi hain. Main nain heraan hote hoye poocha.Ammi ji: acha choro kia tum kissi barhi aurat se kuch aisa karna pasand karte ho.Jiiii kia. Yeh app kessi batain kar rahin hain. Ke achanak ammi ji nain apna hath meri pant per mere lund par rakh dia. Mujhe achanak jhatka laga. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa rahi thi ke kia karu meri avaaz hi nahi nikala rahi thi.Main issi trhaan khamoshi se betha raha aur ammi ji mere lund ko malti rahin pant ke upper se hi. Abb meri bardasht se bahir ho. It’s a sign of faith. She trusts you to guide her child through a delicate time with a difficult topic. Which you handled wonderfully, despite your diatribe about the evils of committed relationships. Somehow, I don’t think you’ll convince either to give up on monogamy.”“Ha, Francine could stand to be a little more discerning. If she’d listened to me over the past decade, she wouldn’t be in this situation. She’s only pleasant because she’s got nowhere else to turn.”She stopped ranting long. Hamilton together and I get angry. I get so angry that my blood boils. Then in my mind, I picture you being fucked by him and I become aroused, I get an erection. Then I masturbate thinking of him fucking you. I can't help myself." The next time I was with Mr. Hamilton, I told him of my cuckold's desires. How it excited him to think of Mr. Hamilton fucking me. Mr. Hamilton smiled and said, "Well Sharon, it looks like your cuckold really wants to be a cuckold but we are going to have to make.