Abb mere dimag main sirf use pura nagga dekhana, uski chud ki khusbo lena, chud chatna aur uska chodna chal raha tha…Yahi soch kar main apni wife ki...uss raat khub chudai ki….Abb jab bhi Jainisha ghar main aati main koshish yahi karta ki shorts main with bare body uske samne jaoon….Pehle toh mujhe sorry bol kar chali jaya karti thi leki thodi se abb bold ho gayi thi…Ek din usne mujhe poocha meri wife ke samne ki aap bigar kapde ke kyun ghumte rehte hain….Maine turant jawabdiya, kapde toh hai aur. "We love your poem. I want to use it at my wedding." Really," chirped Benjamin, excited in so many ways."Honestly," said Bess."When did you start writing poetry?" I asked."Since..." Devi's head disappeared under the blanket, lifting it up and down. "Oh god." I put my finger to my lips and pointed forward. He nodded. "Since I was 12. You know I play piano." I nodded and realized when he'd been with me how good he'd gotten, and he played jazz. "Well, I started writing songs. I never ... Oh fuck. So I refrained. I let myself enjoy being bathed by a ravishing, nude woman. There were so many times that she put her breasts and pussy in face that I lost count, each time made me harder and I could no longer control my dick protruding. It was like a sword that didnt fit in its sheath anymore, and between the pounding in my dick and the sweet scent coming from her, I was going mad. I tried to focus on the bigger picture but when she went to wash my underbelly and accidentally stroked my cock. And I guessed it would not be the last. I turned my attention back to the red head whose name was Amanda. Amanda turned out to be my partner for the rest of the night. I definitely got a work out that night; I hadn’t fucked someone like that since I was single. I forgot what it was like to just fuck all night. It was nice. When I got home I heard a muffled noise from upstairs so I went to investigate. When I peeked into the cracked door I got an eyeful. Chel was lying on the bed on her.
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