I held him there as long as I could. I was losing control.I heard my husband begin to stroke faster. He was getting close. I pushed Bobby back and whi...pered into the phone, “Slow down, baby. Let's make it last. Bobby stood silently, his cock bouncing to his pulse in my face. I leaned back and pinched my nipples, moaning as he watched. My legs were spread wide and my wet pussy on display. I watched Bobby kneel between my thighs, his cock pointed at my sex. I watched his cock as he took it in his. Mera land khada ho jata hai. Mai unko soch ke kai baar muth marta hu. Mjhe unki gand marna hai. Unki gand dkhke kisi ka bi chodne ka.mann kre . Wo low cut ke blouse penti thi toh unke boobs dekhai dete the .Koi ladki ,aunty, ya bhabhi mere se massage ya sex krana chati ho toh contact me by mail .i m frm bhopal .Ab story pe ata hu baat Summer holidays ki hai mai mama ke ghar gya tha holidays spend karney mama ke do kids hai . Jo bhut chote the.jab mai mami ko dkha mai toh pagal hua ja rha tha. She can discuss it with me." Yes, Sir." he says, contrite."You suspended." I say. It won't be for thirty days but I have to do something to get him in line."Yes, Sir." I want you in the gym, every morning, 7am. You need ta bleed off some aggression, punch something in there." Yes, Sir."The phone rings before I give him another restriction."Peter, sweetheart, which do you like more, yellow or green?" Hey, Barb. For what?" Dinner dresses."I look at the phone before I answer that. "I don't really. Why? The only male the stubble ever bothers is Danny. I grab my running shorts and a tank top off the chair and slide into them. I keep a treadmill in the spare bedroom so I can run while Danny eats his breakfast. He has a little desk next to my treadmill that he uses as a table where he eats his cereal. He comes in and watches one of his shows while I run. With him gone, I could run through the great outdoors. I peek out the window and it looks like a nice day. Screw it. I need a lazy morning..