“But what about your husband’s poor testicles, baby?”Trish put down her book to look at him incredulously.He continued, “What about ... Guy’... nuts?”Trish’s eyes glazed over and she dropped her book. She looked at Guy with undisguised lust, got up, and then straddled him, rubbing her pajama covered crotch against his boxers.‘Oh, fantastic!’ Guy thought as he pulled his wife’s face down for a passionate kiss. Before long Trish had freed his hard cock from his shorts and was jacking it off. Before. He wanted to save his juice a little more. There was something greedy or a****listic in his eyes. In a way, sex is the activity that has changed the least in the last hundred years. Markus was completely in my vagina and was now moving up and down. Mirza came closer and put one knee on the padding and stretched his penis in my face. I tried to take it in my mouth, which didn't work in the first attempt. Mirza came a little closer. With pleasure, I took him into my mouth. I was insatiable. The. My father left with no alternative except to give my marriage to Ranjit’s father.After giving birth to my child , my dad and husband both died in a war and I was no where as I have no relative except my dad. Anyhow I got a job at a primary school to teach the students and was crying all day long as ther was no one to help me except my son Ranjit and he was always my side to help me. Now absence of cock gave me habit of Dildo + vibrator loving.One night when Ranjit was 21Yrs.At around 1’O clock. She then turned towards me to work on the carpet near my feet and accidentally brushed her cheek on my cock as she kneeled upright to wipe the wall. Her breasts swung as she worked and my cock hurt as it got harder and harder. Eventually she finished and stood provocatively in front of me. “Right now Kate, I am going to give you nine strokes of the cane for what you did.” “Please may I get dressed before you spank Kate.” I asked “No, you may not. I am sure this is partly your fault, so you.