"Stay still," he growled.He released her hands, but Lina did as she was told and kept them over her head. He slowly trailed his fingers down her arms,...making her quiver. He took his time as he moved them down her sides and hips, until he slid his hands up under her dress. He caressed the backs of her legs, lightly brushing his finger along the crease where her luscious thighs met her ass. His finger found its way under the lace of her panties. His touch was making her whimper and her skin. “There’s other things a stand-in husband does.”“What’s that?”“Besides helping the wife with her shopping, when she gets horny, he fucks her while her husband is at work.”“Being a stand-in husband keeps getting better and better.”She asks him if he would like a drink. He tells her seltzer water would be fine. She pours them both a glass.She steps back. “You never said anything about my outfit. Does it look better without the jacket?”“A lot better.” He fondles her breasts. “Your husband really. I have to control myself. Then after that I used to go to my aunt house she seems bit worry about our next door neighbours, she feels uncomfortable no one in her house . I can’t control my sex desire because of college girls and mams, when I see them I used to think about sex only in my mind.After days passing, one day I saw my aunty with her husband in theatre I stunned she is look like gorgeous , at that time I got her number and chatted in night times she asked about my girlfriend I said I. . I'm pretty certain."I grip her feet and press them tightly to my cock.My mother moans. "What day is today?" What day is..." My eyes widen. "He wouldn't..." It took me awhile to figure out." She says, "How many condoms were there in the bin? Four? Five? And if you take into account we were shit-faced, there's no way we would have fucked without leaving any bruises." ...But it's still possible..." Think about it. Remember how he encouraged us to keep drinking while he only had, like, two.