“Are you all done cumming?” she asked me, still gripping my cock. “Yeah, I’m just kind of recovering,” I told her with my body trembling. �...That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” She looked surprised and then smiled proudly at her accomplishment. “I didn’t know so much stuff would come out!” she exclaimed. She grabbed a wad of tissue to clean me off, taking special care to clean up my pubic hair which necessitated her continued handling of my still gently spasiiming cock. She glanced up at me. Sandy enjoys the feeling of wearing only running shorts and a t-shirt on our jogs. She loves the feel of the fabric against her bare skin. Her clothes hug every curve of her body. I wear a jock strap under my shorts and no t-shirt on warm days.While we do our stretches, other joggers are arriving and Sandy gives me the "look." The thought of what's to come makes my cock begin to swell. We finish our stretches and start our jog.Sandy notices that joggers going by or coming toward us are openly. Giri asked her to take his balls in mouth and position her lund on her cheek and hair. She too got tired and beg “ Pls. Let me go..Bhaut ho gaya aab”. Giri did’t wanted to miss the golden opportunity boz he knew modest woman like my mom won’t be available for next time for fucking session like this. He says “Jaan, Let me fuck you gaand for once then I leave you as I always dream of fucking the same”. She said “ You have just fucked the same , what else you wanted to fuck as my Husband never. "We were in the sunroom looking at the wedding photos when Mr. Oldham came home. I was glad to take a break from explaining who the people in the photos were to Shirley.I introduced Mr. Oldham as 'my dad' and Shirley as my 'girl friend, ' making them look at each other sharing a knowing glance.In the first ten minutes he was home, Mr. Oldham learned more about Shirley than I'd been able to in the several months we had been acquainted.It may have been his neatly trimmed mustache or the.