Der horahi hai mera dil tu nahi kar raha tha but jana hi para sara di n office main bhi ”billo” hi ”billo” k khyal atey rahai jab main office ...e ghar wapis aya tu use dhekhtey hi pagal hogya us ne meri wife ki red colour ki sari pehni hoi thi aur long nack blouz main se us k white dhodh ki tarhan k adhey se zyada bobbs nazar aarahai they main ne nazar jhukali woh meri pass aai aur kehney lagi bataoo main kesi lagrahi hoon main ne kaha pls. Aap jaoo mera demagh kharab horaha hai woh kehne lagi. It's so hot you're sweltering in your shorts & bikini top, the patio doors wide open and the guy eyeing you up and down behind his sunnies. I can see a bulge in his shorts as I come into the living room. You tell me he's looking for work and wondered if we needed help cutting our fields. Your eyes see your toy bag and then you tell me to go show him the fields as he's made the effort to look for work. As I'm walking out you take the toy bag from me and I instantly blush and apologise. I. We barely spoke the whole way back to your apartment… we were nervous, but excited. We got upstairs, washed up a little bit. I was nearly shaking. You knew why. I’d had sex one time before, and it had turned out to be a complete disaster on all possible levels. I was so scared of repeating, but I knew that even if that mess happened again, it was you this time. We would be fine. We must have clocked a record low on foreplay time. So eager, we were. We had been having oral sex for months, so we. Well, that's because his first partner's tits were too big and her grace and balance sucked. The k** was a natural however. The encouragement I gave them was like a d**g, how they looked drew everyone's attention and approval. As they got better, their moves flowed and they added racier costumes, and won and placed a few times. We gave them endless support, hell they were good. They would work hard and dance till they couldn't anymore. After closing, they would pass out in the back seat drunk,.