I smiled back as I propped myself up on my elbow, with a warm loving feeling filling me!Her hair was down and mussed, her white blouse unbuttoned belo... the black lace of her triple D bra as she slowly began to move towards me like a cat stalking its prey, her smile morphing into that naughty smolder I so love. As she got closer, I was suddenly overcome with giddy anticipation at the sight of glistening streeks and splatters across her cleavage! My four-foot eleven wife is in her early fifties. # Ivan didn't know whether to expect Kelly the following Tuesday or not. When she arrived, she wore a somber, serious expression. His heart sank a little. She warmed up without looking at him. Then, she skated over, her arms half crossed and half hugging herself. "My therapist thinks it would be very good for me to try ice dancing," she blurted. "Your therapist?" She flushed. "That came out wrong. I want you to teach me ice dancing. I'm scared to ask you to try. My therapist thinks I should.". So the following story is imaginary but with real characters. I’ll try making the story as lively as possible such that it feels real to you all.The protagonist of the story is me Shivang and complementing me is my sister Yashvi and her teacher Smita. Yashvi is my 1st cousin and we live in a joint family in a duplex flat in Mumbai. Describing the sexy women, Yashvi is 21, very short in height and has got fats in right place but not fat in any case. Her height must be 5ft with boobs of 32, waist. AgainMy next story which I have encountered at the age of 17 is way am going to pen down now. While I was quite happy with my friend at school , whom we twice a week met in his bed at home right after our school get over, we started to taste both of our ass. We even bathed together while having kissed each other . Just lying naked in our shoulders . It was quite a love that cannot be explained. Also we where good friends at school . Nobody knows abt our relationship. It was all going good.Our.