. I don't really want to, uhm, have that temptation all the time, but I guess we can control ourselves." "Yeah, we can just pick a day or two a week, ...nd add it to our schedule like our three ways." "I don't want to do that..." Suzi said. "Why?" Joey and I asked. "I just don't want it to become a weekly event, that's all. Besides, I do have my periods you guys have to work around. Let’s just keep the three ways with a schedule, and let us do our lovin' when the mood is right." "Heh, yeah," Joey. Is this the crisis breaking at last? The first lashings of rain blown ahead of the fierce storm to come?THE CANINGIsn't that the way it always happens? You have had a dreadful night and then, by the time you are supposed to get up, you finally get to sleep? Even in my extraordinary world, some things don't change.I have been on my bed all night, kept awake by the peppery butt plug and the feeling of it inside me. Finally, perhaps about 6am, my body surrenders to sleep. It is only moments later. Some of them seems to be good and have some reality but most of them are fake & you can easily judge with your experience .Most of the stories are based on a fiction love with Bhabhi’s & Auntie’s & it seems that all Auntie’s & Bhabhi’s are just waiting that some Rahul/shekhar/Debu will come & F***K them .So, as I had mentioned earlier that this is not a story & so it does not have all the OOOH”S & AAAH’s. If you are reading it for these please go to next story. It started when I was around 28 &. Walking up to him I went to sit on his lap but he stopped me before I could sit down, holding me by my waist at arms length. He looked at me and smiled.“Baby girl you are too big to be sitting on my lap anymore.”Slapping me on my bottom, he pushed me away from him.Embarrassed and hurt I ran down the hallway to my bedroom. I tried to sleep but I could only think about him. His voice, his mouth, his fingers inside me. I rolled over on my stomach, putting my fingers inside my wet pussy, I started.