We get along great and the sex is even better than great. Janet is rather a free spirit in the bedroom, even more than I am, I love it. We've never ta...ked much about our sex lives before we met each other but I suspect that my wife would get the blue ribbon.Janet is very close with her mother, Jean, who lost her husband nearly five years ago, not long before we first met. She is a very attractive widow, forty-two, nice figure, an older version of Janet, really.They talk with each other several. Then she opened the bra clasps."These breasts are yours." She slowly turned, stopping with her right side towards me. Her arm hid her breast at first. Then, as she swayed and gestured in time to the music, parts of it were revealed. First I saw the beginning as her arm covered her nipple; then, I saw the tip peering out beyond her arm which concealed the rest. As the music reached a rapid passage, she turned around two-and-a-half times. I saw both breasts in two brief glimpses Then her left. Anamika almost had it out when the car suddenly stopped at nine and an older couple started to get on. The woman took one look at Anamika on her knees and snorted, “Well, I never!” as she grabbed the man with her and pulled him back off the elevator. Anamika laughed and said:”That’s probably true. I’ll bet that she never.””What the hell has gotten into you Anamika?””It’s what I’m trying to get into me lover. You!”She got Kamal’s cock out and managed to give it a few licks and a few quick sucks. ”There was silence for a moment as they held one another.“But I’ll try not to,” Bobby added.Another silence.Then: “You’ll try not to,” Bree repeated. “Why is that?”Bobby said, “Because you’re in New York. And I’m not.”Thirty seconds more of silence.“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” Bobby asked.“How do you know I don’t?“I don’t know. Do you?”“No. There’s no time and I meet so many assholes with massive egos it’s not worth the trouble. There are a half dozen backstage romances going on in every.