It took quite a while to adjust myself so that I could look out the glass by raising my knees and looking by my cock between my legs.Pat was standing ...ith her side to the glass and one girl was in front of her roughly squeezing her tit and rubbing her clit with her hand at the same time. Another girl as behind her and was shoving her finger in her asshole from my view. At first, it looked like Pat was in real pain and then I watched as her body started to move with the strokes and tugs and seem. Lekin mere dil mai baat atak si gayi.. Agali subha sab nornal life ki tarha tha.To maine socha kyu na apni wife ki dil ki baat pata kari jaye. To maine ek fake mail banayi or monika se chat karne laga pehle to sab normal tha dhere derhe hum ache dost ban gaye tab maine usse uski married life ke baare mai pucha tab mai jankar bada dukhi hua ki wo to lumba lund lena chahti hai or uska pati usse khush nahi kar pata or wo pyasi hai.Ye silsila roz chalta raha mai roz uski chudai karta or wo roz. She thought the wine was strong and the effect would reduce in a few minutes.Seeing Babita drink, Daya was making an awkward face. So Jethalal teased her if she could also try atleast one peg. She was embarrassed and shy and told never. Babita, too was convincing her to try one atleast as it was harmless. Jetha and Iyer were also acting like drinking, but it was soft drinks.Daya began feeling tipsy in one peg only and almost sleeping on Jetha’s shoulder. Babita was beginning the fourth peg. They look like nice boys.”“You have children, don’t you?” She got a nod. “How many boys?”“Two, and three girls.”“Twins are worse. Well, as I said, you’re in charge. We would rather that you don’t spank them. Please report to me if you do, and for what.” The ‘we’ in that was a little white lie. Bill spanked them, spanked them too often. “And part of being in charge is what they call you. I don’t mean dirty names; report those, too. But you’ll be ‘Mrs. Jackson’ to them. Probably to my husband and.