Chrissie just grinned at me and made no effort to close her robe. In fact, she held it open and spun around. "Like what you see, Uncle Don?" She was p...tite but well proportioned. Very nice. "He does, Chrissie," Brenda said. "He's hard already." Brenda saw what I couldn't hide: the roll of my rigid dick shaft was straining the front of my shorts. Chrissie walked towards me and I couldn't take my eyes off her pink, bullet-like nipples and the firm mounds they capped. Chrissie's hand boldly. While I was sticking my tongue up his ass he took my right hand and placed on the shaft of his throbbing cock and had me stroke it while I effectively kept French kissing his asshole while he moaned in delight.After doing this for some time he pushed me away and sat up. Then he pulled my head forward again, telling me to suck and suck it really good. I put my little mouth over the head of his now huge erection and sucked for all I was worth while stroking his shaft as his breathing got. Well, to quickly complete the introductions, my name is Sudha and I am married and a mother of 2 lovely kids. My husband is a gentle, loving guy with whom I have fantastic relations but there is this “wild side” to me that he is yet to discover.Coming straight to the story that I’m about to narrate. We were living then in a small 1BHK flat in Mulund, Mumbai. This was a flat on the top floor and there were 4 flats to each floor. 2 of the flats, on the opposite side, were occupied by elderly. It's smaller than my house. We're walking up and like 10 people are smoking weed out front. Well, that's smart. "No thanks." I say to a fat dude who offers.I remember little after that, besides alot of grinding and drinking one beer. I'm going home where memory resumes, and this chick Sarah is with me. Alex is sucking the face off some chick in the back. Sarah is shy, like me, so she's kinda sitting up against the door. She looks cute as shit like that. Long back hair, browinish eyes, light.