Meri panty me hath dalker meri chikni chut sahlayi mene unke hatiyar ko hathoo se sahlaya meri chut chudai ke liye tiyar ho gayi thi gili hone lagi it...e me ajju ne awaz di mama train ka samay ho gaya chalo phir ajju unhe scoter se chodne station chala gaya me haal me letker TV dekhne lagi me bahoot garam mahsoos ker rahi thi and muzhe apni kismat per bhi roona aa raha tha me utejna se bharker apni sarri me hath dalker apni bur ko sahlane lagi itne me scoter ki awaj aayi mene apne kapde sahi. S*s knew what I was doing and would open her legs wide to give me a good view of her creamy thighs and the thick bush of pubic hair poking out around the crotch of her panties. This would give me an instant erection and it was difficult to hide my state of horniness from my wife and s*s's husband. I don't remember exactly how it evolved, but as the days and weeks of these visits wore on, s*s and I secretly devised a way to release our sexual tensions. Because we all drank a lot of beer during. She had this certain way of looking at me too, her hair hanging over her eyes, that conveyed everything. In the dark, at night, her arms wrapped around me and pulling me close as our mouths met made my cock so hard. Her breathing, her hot breath in my ear, she was as turned on as I was. She slowly moved to her knees in front of me and stared into my eyes the whole time. Her hands brushed sensually against my cock as she unzipped my pants, freeing my throbbing erection. Still looking up at me,. Her tears subsided, and she looked inside the cabinet. On the inside of the cabinet door, there was a note, which read: Susie: Please take the contents of this cabinet as proof that you were here. Enjoy it with our compliments. Sincerely, The Management She removed the note and put it in her pocket. Then, tentatively, Susie reached inside the cabinet and removed its contents. She tried to stifle her laugh at what she found, but it was just too funny to not laugh at. She had found the most.