I was becoming so desperate that I even started surfing escort service sites to pay a call boy for it. But then came a fourteen year old boy Prem alon... with his friend Kapil to solve my problem. This boy was non-other-then Raj’s younger brother. Raj’s parents were out of town the whole week as they had to attend a funeral of one of their relatives. I was the one who was left with the task of taking care of Raj. I think this wanna be devar of mine got excited with what he saw one day. I was. Then, as I was almost at my car, I heard someone running toward me. When I turned around to see who it was, I saw Rhonda coming toward me pulling her dress over her head and letting it fall to the pavement.Once she was at my car, she said, while she was catching her breath, "Kim, don't pay any attention to Stacy, she can be a bitch at times. I don't know what conference she was at but I don't remember seeing any of those signs she was talking about. But she was right about one thing, there. Ethel Greenberg had amazing shoes and dresses. Juanita liked going into her closet and trying on her things. She had even found a drawer which held her intimate and private lingerie. The Greenberg’s were wealthy and for his wife’s last birthday, he bought her the most expensive perfume in the world. Juanita couldn’t wait to spray herself with it. She had looked the bottle up on-line to find out it was two hundred and fifteen thousand dollars. Clive Christian's Imperial Majesty was the name of. Our friend started to make sounds like he was getting close again and my wife’s chorus of groans told me she was going to cum as well. I took my tongue off his balls and started to lick up his shaft as it disappeared up my wife’s cunt. Long strokes up his cock ending in a flick or two of my girls distended clit. I decided then and there that this was something I wanted to do a lot of. I love licking a couples fuck. “Unghh!” There it was, my wife’s second cum of the night. She dismounted quickly.