To kaka mavshila swatachya mulansarkhach vagvat hota. Me pan baghat hoto. Mavshila aata nauvari aata barobar nesta yet hoti. Tine vyavastit poshakh ke...a hota. Maza mud thoda utarla. Sarva zalyavar kaka mavshine aajobanna ani mothe mhanun babu shanti la pan namaskar kela. Sarvajan khushit hote. Puja atopli. Sandhyakali kaka janyachya tayari la lagla. Aajoba tyala carmadhun airport var sodayla gele. Dusrya divshi sakali babu ani shanti chi dhavpal challi hoti. Mi mavshila vicharle he kay chalale. "Clean my dick for me sweetie," I order, pressing my wet, limp cock to her luscious red lips. She wraps her lips around my shaft, sucking and rolling her tongue around my deflated stick in her mouth, her arms sprawled above her head, her face red and chest moist from exhaustion. "That's my girl. Now you take a nap honey. You earned it," I whisper softly, removing myself from her mouth and giving her a kiss on her forehead."M'kay," she mutters in a daze. She goes out like a light, almost. Chris took her hand and she allowed herself to be led into the adjoining cubical. Lori had no time to wondered what was happening; she could hear her husband next door. As soon as Chris locked the door, his hands were on her tits. She spun around to him, brushing against his cock. Her hands made again for his belt; this time there were no objections.With his cock now out and free of his clothing she took him in her hand while dropping to her knees, she gave only a small thought of if her knees. I'd purchased a computer the year before but had never downloaded the software so that I could connect online. I decided to download the software mainly out of curiosity. And so it was, I found myself in a virtual reality chat room. This was different than normal chat rooms because there was depth and space to the environment. This particular chat room was called the Lodge. It looked liked a winter lodge nestled in the snow capped mountains of some country. There was a large stone fireplace.