I cocked up an eyebrow and she motioned me over."Hey Steph, I didn't see you come in" I said walking up to her."Michael, there you are, I was late and...had to pick the first seat I could find so I wouldn't disturb the class" she replied as she gave me a hug and a kiss in front of the poor guy. "Oh, where are my manners, this is um, Foster was it?" Hi Foster, I'm Mike, it's nice to meet you. Sorry I can't shake your hand, I got injured in the game yesterday and got a few stitches" I said."Hi. Sam was still pounding Mary and Earl had already dumped his nut sauce deep into Linda and gotten up and went tin the kitchen. Earls dick snot was leaking out of Linda's hairy pussy. Linda, Beth and I were talking, my dick still deep in Beth when Sam finally busted his nut in Mary's blonde pussy. We all sat around and talked for little bit. Beth had removed herself from my dick and went to the can. Mary was stroking my cock and then mounted it her pussy slimey from her and Sams earlier fuck. Later at night 1’O clock i got an SMS from her as “Thanks for the coffee”I replied only for coffee or sum other thing then she replied for coffee and the kiss which u gave … I was excited as she was going in the track which i wanted her to be in. i told her ur excited with the only kiss but i have lots of other things which will show you the heaven…. she did not reply for that msg…. i thought she was not happy with my message…. but later in the morning she replied that she slept off last night. (With the wife being centric in this lifestyle since 1995), we are attempting to relive some great experiences of the past, and trying to share them with like-minded people who may enjoy reading them and even find some clues in them to spice up their lives.I am a North Indian, born in 1957. My wife, a Bengali, born in 1965. I am 5’7”, fair and average built. My wife, 5’2”, dark, still voluptuous and well-maintained. For convenience, I call myself Shams. My wife, Sush. If our ‘escapade recaps’.