Lost in my fantasy world, almost able to feel his touch, my hand crept under my skirt and into my panties. I slid one finger inside my wet cunt and ge...tly started stroking my clit, imagining his tongue doing the same. I was gently moaning and didn’t hear the key in the door. I opened my eyes in surprise as he sat down next to me on the bed.Sitting on the edge of bed, he touched the inside of my boot near my ankle. Slowly, he started moving his hand higher, higher, and higher. By the time he. But I think it was more for her benefit because he had already told me he wasn't that attracted to her. Since I was still married to husband #2, I felt it was unfair to ask him for an exclusive relationship. I told him he should continue to date girls his age. I knew it would hurt me if he did, but I wanted to be a fair and reasonable adult in this affair. I didn't want to screw up his life. I just figured I would have some fun while I taught him to be a great lover. Then nature would take its. It didn't matter if you were an assman or a boobman, this girl had it all. Boobs, ass, waist, thighs, face, hair, this girl had it all. Even her feet looked delicious."Wh...what happened to me?!" the girl spoke, embarressed and afraid, she tried to cover up most of her body which showed very much of her light soft skin.All the details went past Mario. The rush from before was back, and all the blood in his head had gone straight down to his cock. He couldn't think straight anymore so he. Thanks especially for the bhabhis for appreciating my work in the bed and yes, specially Jyoti ji (name changed) for calling me over! (I will write about it in my next story).I and my mami Preety were so much into sex that we were having it in almost every two days. There was no place left out where we haven’t had sex – couch, dining table and kitchen and even when kids were sleeping in the next room. No matter what the place was; hers or mine, when we wanted to fuck, we fuck.One day, I called.