..2..3 din tak usane chay bhi nahi pilayi or sar dabane bhi nahi aayi. Ke bhi usase najare chura raha tha. .Fir ek din gar pe koi nathi tha to me aake...sidha room me chala gaya or. So gaya. 5 min k bad tina aayi. Or mere sir k pass beth gayi or sar dabane lagi. Me chock k uth gaya. Or use mana karne laga …Vo kuch nahi bol rahi thi. Or mene kaha us din k liye sorry bola. .Or mene kaha tina tum bahot sexy ho. .Tum bahot achchi ho…Or abhi me yaha nahi rehane vala ..Nahi to muje aapse pyar ho jaye. "I think Eric should be the only one allowed to cum in you." I knew you loved me," she said, and kissed me deep, driving me into the couch. She whispered against my lips... "You know, we're going to make you very happy tonight, since you've made me so happy." My dick was jumping hard against her skimpily clad pussy from beneath my pants.Heather slipped down between my legs and Sarah started massaging my shoulders."You're such a generous husband. You know how to make your wife happy," Sarah. You have a basket of goodies with you, and you take out a small plastic container of strawberries, half coated with milk chocolate. You open the container, and hold it out to the man to take one. He reaches his hand out, and then withdraws it, looking into your face."Umm... Listen, that would be great, but could I suggest something?"Your eyes lower a little, because you know he's going to propose something sexual, and you just listen, saying nothing."A swim. I'd like to swim in the sea with. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence, of course. Would Susan really prefer to come home from school and not smell a delicious, well, cooked (if conservative) meal being prepared? Would Jane really prefer to sleep in the same sheets for a month before her mother thought that she might get round to doing the washing? Would Annabel mind if she had to find the least ‘used’ pants to put back on because none of the females in the house had thought to switch on the washing.