, I was just this and they both loved the way I was funking and was totally enjoying, again I lifted her and placed her against the wall and started f...nking in the air. She was so lost in my funking and was shouting like a mad dog, again I just threw her on the bed and started to bang her in doggy position,I was banging and took her her hair and started to rid her and she was sexy in that position and her hubby was sucking her balls and liplocking her at the same time again, we changed our. Aur hum wahi baith kr baate krne lge. Bhabhi ki cleavage dikh rhi thi, aur mera dhyan baar baar wahi jaa rha tha. Bhabhi ne bhi mujhe unki cleavage dekhte hue dekh liya tha pr unhone koyi reaction nhi diya.Bhabhi: sumit time kaafi ho gya hai, ab hame sona chahiye. Tum batao kaha sona chaoge.Me: bhabi mujhe to kahi bhi sula do, me so jayungaa bus mere room me mere se puche bina koyi naa aaye.Bhabi: kyuMe: qki mujhe kapde utar kr sone ki aadat hai. (sale ke kyaa mast doodh haa maan kr rha ha enhe. This was not the first time they had this conversation although it was a unique approach to it."Sure," Carl said.Pouting a little, Jennifer said, "That's not very romantic." What? We're in the best room of the Motor Court Motel watching the civilized world collapse on television. How much more romantic can a guy get?" Carl asked with a grin on his face."You have a point," Jennifer said breaking into an equally large grin."So what do you say? Wanna get married?" Do you have a ring?" No." Do you. The sex was always good for what it was, but there was no passion, no feelings of tenderness afterward. It was a mutual dalliance, a good time, a non-committal tryst, their careers taking precedence. Jim never brought them home for a roll in the hay. If Jim didn’t pick them up at their place, they met somewhere, a restaurant, a bar, the movies perhaps, to return to their place afterward. They often planned a week or a weekend together, traveling in the same car, flying to their destination.