Tyaveli ti chetkin gharachya talgharatun palun geli. aamhi swata pahila aahe tila. aatya:aho gharat divsa pan itka kalokh asto tumhala bhas zala asel....kakubai: nahi, ani mi udyapasun nahiye teva porala sambhal ani nustya parkar polkyavar(blouse) firraycha bandh kar. mantrik mhana hota ki ti tarun baykana asa firtana pahun chetuk karayala yeil. mantra vaigre aahech pan kashala sankat bolva. aatya: mala tumhi talghar dakhva. kakubai tayar navti pan aatyane hatta kelyaver tayar zali.”adhi sadi. “That’s so hot,” Misty explained. “You shouldn’t have given it up.” “You mean you want me to—” Mitch started. “Yes!” Misty burst out. “Are you kidding?! That would be amazing to see you like that.” “But I don’t have the body I used to,” Mitch complained, grabbing his gut. “Trust me, honey,” Misty retorted, “your body is still way better than most women.” The next step involved Mitch figuratively dusting off some ancient digital pictures. Pictures that had been buried in a file deep on his. It was wet. "Well this seems to have turned you on too. Bend over that chair." She did and Jeremy gave her arse a dozen smart smacks, enough to put a rosy glow to her bum cheeks before thrusting his cock in and taking her fast and furiously.Afterwards, as they sat side by side he asked her again about her feelings when she read the account. "When I’m typing, I only see the coded letters but when I read the story I get horny and sad too. I had feelings and sympathy for Victoria but I also became. And then without waiting for his date, he began escorting my wife toward the entrance.“Well, we’re both chopped liver,” said Kaitlyn with a smile. As she crouched over to exit, she innocently put her hand on my thigh to steady herself. I felt a tingling in my groin as her fingers seemed to linger on my leg. “Down boy, down boy,” I thought to myself, echoing Marissa’s earlier comment. She put one leg out and her tight dress slid up her thigh to just above the bottom of her butt cheeks. I sighed.