.Wo jaise hi room me enter hui mene kha room kyu to usne kha ki me ak teacher hu koi student ya koi relative na dkh le sath me to… Mene kha ok hum a...der gye to kuch khane pine ka order kiyaKhane pine k bad hum aise hi tv on krke bate krne lage usne kha me fresh hoke ati hu mene kha ok… Thodi der bad wo ayi or us time uske expression kuch alag lag rhe the wo ake bed me let gyi or mujhe kha ki tum b yhin pe bhaith jao mene kha me abhi aya or me toilet chala gya whn se jab aya to usne apni sadi. I have resolved to tell you all my story. The story, I believe, that has had a great deal of influence on my current sexual fantasies. This story is absolutely true. Except for a few female friends, I have told no one else. My husband knows as well, of course, except that he has no idea how it began.Well, it happened in November, eleven years ago. I was already 25 and lived in a small rural community. I needed a new prescription for the birth-control pill; consistent with how I always did. " I watched a few videos and read up on some techniques. Now drink your other beer and finish watching the game, I'm going to bed and tomorrow I just might give you a blow job."Standing up, she leaned down to give me a kiss on the cheek. I watched as she sashayed toward her room and without looking back, said, "From now on, I will take care of all your needs, Daddy."I mumbled to myself, "I should have never let this happen." I popped open the second can of beer and drank it down.I sat there and. Caught up in my wife’s obvious excitement, I spurted within two or three strokes, filling her with my cum. Not wanting to disappoint, I quickly changed position, lowering myself so I could reach between Debbie’s pussy with my mouth.I loved my wife’s hairy pussy, and liked to make her cum with my tongue – the only way I made her cum, if I were honest, though usually, I made sure she was satisfied first. This time, however, Debbie allowed me to lick her even though I’d already cum in her. I could.