You moaned, deeply, taking me in. Your hands slipped down to your sex. This was making you very, very wet. We guided your head back and forth as you s...cked in our hot, throbbing meat. The sound of our breathing and your little mouth' noises, filled our ears. I moved away to lay on the bed, my head draped over its edge. From upside down I watched as he removed your shoes and slipped the panties down your legs. He nudged you to stand next to the bed. "Spread your legs some," he said. My head. I just glanced over at your open door. I saw the candles and then noticed the bag. I never went in, I swear”“That's fine. Its my own fault for leaving the door open. Its just some clothing, that's all. Nothing exciting”“I am sorry again” I said “I didn't mean to cause any embarrassment”“Embarrass me Gary? That's not easy” she laughed. “Tell you what, as you seem a nice man, I will show you what I bought. Mandy got up and went upstairs.After a few moments, I thought she was taking her. .mane kaha mee surat mee kam rehta…fac. kee kam se vapi jana padta hee too waha kee ghar pe rehta hu…unhone ok kaha…use bad mene pucha aap kya karte ho…!!Unhone bataya ki me housewife hu aur husband imp./exp. Ka buss. Karte hee…aur wo week mee 2-3 hi ghar par rehte…badme mene nub. Pucha bhabhi kee to unhone kaha tum ko kya kam hee…!mene bola ki kuch kam hoo to aap muje bata dena..!! phir bhabhi man gai usne apna nub. Diya mene rat ko ek sayri kaa msg bheja …aur bate chalu kii… ab koi kaam hota. He is a buff farmboy stud with working man’s muscles and a sex drive that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him pick them out. I look down at my own wardrobe and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I’m the sharp young up-and-coming lawyer with the BMW. I need to dress better. “What’s up, babe? You okay?” I ask. “I’m fine, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can start our lives.