Us nai bolo ek week k liye kisi hill station par chalo. Mom mazbor thi or wasai bhi bohat saal tak meri mom ki chut main lund nahi gaya tha. Or us nai...ah kar di ..Woh Nirmal uncle k sath ek week k liye chal gaye or waha Nirmal Uncle ki bussiness partners nai bhi meri mom ki chudai k. Mom bohat kush thi. Us ko bohat time baad lund mila tha .or wasai bhi ek week ka 1 lakh mile raha tha. Ek week k baad woh wapis aye or bohat kush or fresh lag rahi thi main yeh soach raha tha k yeh rand ko main bhi. Christ, he’d probably construe that, as me being a hen-pecked husband or something. There’s a fine line that all married men tread, that retains ones social standing with the guys down the pub. You never say that you ‘do’, but then again, you leave all the guys under the impression that you might ‘do’, if the mood took you right. Or might even do ‘do’ anyway, but you keep it strictly to yourself. Sorry girls, it’s all to do with stupid male ego. Now where was I? Oh yeah, I’d just asked George. It was so thick and disproportionately large compared to her tiny waist. Her thighs were just as thick and she carried it well. My cock tried to get hard in my track pants, but fear of people seeing made it stay down. I sat a ways away from her, careful to not be caught staring. We she got up to go, I got up just after, put my dishes away and followed her out. There weren’t many people around and I followed her down the hallway until no one was near. I pulled out my phone and began to film her.. I've been working for two days, watching you every minute of every day because I can see that you have tits that I would die for. I think hubby knows I've been watching in fact I know he does. I was talking to him about the flooring when you walked by in nice jeans that really showed your ass off nice and a blouse that was maybe two buttons to far unbuttoned. As you walked by I just instinctively looked at you and hubby was talking to me. I said to him I'm sorry I won't do it again. I had.