.ddearr…. tum to bade hi who nikley…..haan ddear…really you are very manly……aaj to sach much hi tumne meri jam kaar chodai kaar dalee……m...ine jitna expect kiya tha usase kahin jyada ho tum……Bhabhiyon ko chodne ka expertise hai tumko…..” Aur who apne soft juicy lips ko part karke sexy smiles dene lagee.Phir usne mujhse puchha “….tum to bahut thaak gaye hoge….kuchh khaoge abhi” Maine kuchh nahin kaha. Lekin Nalini Bhabhi uth kaar kitchen mein gayi Who ussi tarah puri ki puri nangi thi abhi bhi.. She told me that before I moved in, that whenever the weather got like this she would hide in the closet in her bedroom until it was over. We had gotten up to get more coffee before it got cold when it thundered loud and close again. “Jean” wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed tight and I could feel her shaking. I just hugged her as as she clung to me but without realizing it was happening my hands slowly drifted down to her ass. I slipped my hands into her panties and cupped her. Then, with deep sighs of satisfaction, they sank down and lay in each other’s arms, feeling the aftershocks of their climax as the pool of their mixed spunk trickled slowly across their thighs. After some time, and with a sudden realisation of the passing of time, they sat up and exchanged glances that were rather shy considering their recent intimacy. They had never been naked together before and it was the first time either of them had handled another man’s genitals – consequently, now the. We had four horses by then. Gracie was still there but was retired, living out her life in comfort. Katie would be graduating to a larger horse, soon if she kept up her growth spurt.Our other two horses were rescued mustangs. They came about because Sissy had always been fascinated by them as a child in Ireland, and she supported a charity specializing in mustang rescue. The blood-red mare looked like she would be at home on the sands of Arabia, and belonged to Sissy. The black was big for a.