Fir unhone ek hi jhatke mein mera towel hata diya aur mere lund ko pakar k sehlane lage.Thori der mere lund se khelne k baad unhone mere lund ko choom... aur mere pass aa k mujhe smoohc karne lage. Thori der smooch karne k baad unhone bade pyaar se poocha “Jaan ab bhi mera choosne se darr lagta h kya?” Ek baar unka lund choosne k baad meri hichak chali gai thee, main unhe ek pyaar sa smooch diya aur kaha “nhi uncle ab kaisi sharam”. yeh sunn k wo khush ho gya aur mujhe ek gehra sa smooch dey. . I look down at you with a smile, relishing the hate and fear in your eyes as you watch me feeling up your young wife but not daring to interfere. As you look into my eyes I twist the knife a little more, ‘In future wimp, your real place will be to learn to please a proper man and in the first instance, that means me. You will suck my prick to harden it for fucking your slut of a wife and when I feel like a change you will take all of it up your pretty sissy arsehole.’ I grin at the. As I went to replenish our drinks the old guy met me at the bar. “Allow me to get those drinks If I may, we don’t get many new faces here and it is rather quiet this evening” “Thanks that’s good of you” I replied, I then introduced myself and we shook hands, “you must come over and meet the wife” “Yes I would like that if its OK with you both”. I took the drinks and led him to our corner table, “Linda this is Bob, he has just bought us a drink so I thought I would ask him to join us”. “That’s. Turns out Denise was married, thirty four years old with no k**s and lived two doors down with a husband that was seldom home. Bingo, music to my ears but how was I going to make this happen?I needn’t have worried, two days later Denise called mom and asked if I could come over and help her with some chores around the place. Mom said, “Sure,” and sent me right over.When I got there Denise handed me a cold Coors and told, “Sit down on the couch.” Then she went to the back of the house to get.