Last night, Michael fucked her 3 times. And each time, he was so hard. She couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard, for so long.She needed...it, too. Gerard had gotten her so hot, she needed Michael to fuck her brains out. Their sex the night before had been the best in a long time.It hadn't been that way for a long time. Years? In the early years of their marriage, they made love all the time. But over time, it went to once a week, and then once a month, and then even less than that.. She partly unzipped her dress, putting her arm behind her back and pulling the zip the rest of the way down. She let the straps slide down her arms and then she pushed the dress down from her waist stepping out of it.Georgina smirked as she saw Miss Thompson’s full breasts and for a moment thought how she would like to kiss and suck them. She did remember having a school girl crush on her ex-teacher but knowing that Miss Thompson had a girlfriend she put that to the back of her mind. She was. After a lot of persuasion she narrated her ordeal “Amit’s mother is going through a dialysis his father is having some heart issues, his elder sister is yet to be married she looks like a kam wali bai, no one is willing to marry her and those agreeing are asking for a fat dowry, besides this our home loan, Amit is totally exhausted aj kal main agar film dekhne ke liye bulaoo to mana kar dete hai, last kab parlour gayi thi mujhe khud yaad nei ata” and then she started crying again. I knew her. I suppose I could wait till he got home. Sex between us had been better since last week. But only because I had been thinking of Abby each time. When my hubby licked my pussy, I dreamed it was Abby.I would tell him to finger both my holes, and think of her long slender fingers inside me like last week.There was only one thing for it. I still had her number in my phone from years ago. I wondered if it was still her number. Only one way to find out. I dialed her number,and on the 3rd ring she.