Her breasts and belly were lightly tanned with a hint of pink; her full breasts had fallen to her sides, her nipples were stiff and long and her skin ...ooked deliciously clean and soft.I snapped out of my reverie when her breasts shook, as she patted the bed beside her."Please," she quietly asked.I nodded. Fervently wishing that there was some way to conceal my dick, which was stiffening, yet again, but having no choice but to let it bounce, I crossed the room and crawled into bed.I tried not to. Ab Azaz mummy se kafi frank ho gya tha .Wo kabhi mummy ko beghan dhikar kar ya phir mui dhikar kar gande ishare karta .mummy bhi sirf has kar muskra deti. Phir kuch dino ke bad di or papa cahle gaye the .Sirf mein hi ghar par tha wo biapni prepartion ki wajah se.Mein mere room mein hi busy rahta tha because mujhe padhan hota.Us din monday tha.Mummy ne salwar suit pehna hua.Mummy kafi sexy lag rahi thi.Mein kuch maths ki problem solve karne ke liya apne dost ke ghar chala gya mummy ko bta. We made love to each other whenever the opportunity arose, whether in other hotel or resort nearby. Sometimes if I had to go to my native place with my wife, she would never complain but we would talk to each others everyday on the phone.At times I was tempted to tell my wife about her hoping she would understand and accommodate her as well in our lives. After all I would not be the first man to be having two wives on this planet. But I could not muster the courage to do so. I was too afraid. .yeaa...I'm ok...thanks/...just...those guys...kinda,..scared me...ohh...I know...its ok...relax.dont take it personal...they pick on anyone...yea...I know...but...what? whats wrong...??well...they wre callin me a fag...and sissy...queer boy...stuff like that...ohhh...its ok...dont let it get to you...thats how they are ..makes them feel superior...they do that to everyone...yeaa...I know...he sighed...but...we were sitting on the edge of my bed...he suddnely layed back looking at the.