Parted her legs & guided my now fully erect Lund in her choot she let out a moan. She shouted in slow voice..aaaahhh sanjuu… dheere.. Bahut mota hai.... Meri to chil gayi hai… I start kissing her and I was pressing downward to enter slowly. Her choot was very wet so, Slowly & slowly my entire Lund slipped into her wet choot. I started pumping in & out slowly. She started pushing herself up matching my strokes. It continued for few minutes until she started screaming out “Zaldi aur zaldi.. Tej. She opened a tall cupboard next to the fridge that I used as some sortof pantry and immediately noticed the two aprons hanging in the back ofthe door. Here we go I thought with mixed feelings, now she will startasking more questions."I love your aprons Chris. Are you wearing them when you clean or cook?"she said looking at me mischievously.Blushing again I answered in a more determined tone, "Yes, as a matterof fact I do. The apron makes me feel more domesticated and moreinclined to do. "All right, I'll tell you. I dream of orgies. Just little orgies. With my friends." Then she did blush."Us? You mean us? Must be--you don't have any other friends." I sort of giggled. I do not giggle. Except sometimes, and then only sort of..."I have plenty of other friends." She threatened to throw a strawberry at me. "But sometimes, yeah, I have little orgies in my head with you guys. More with your husbands." Back to blush city. "I never, ever, thought I'd tell that to anybody at all, ever.". I have prayed and count my blessings. You are both right. The peace in this house is what matters the most. The closeness you have now makes me feel so much better and helps you to work hard, something I am so proud of you both for. "The mother now assumed that expession that they both interpreted as a warning for exceptional frankness. "I know what goes on. You 2 whisper at night in the hallway when Stuie needs to use the bathroom and insists on the liberty of not wearing anything just as.