The variety in size and shape of their bodies and penises, the way they stroked and thrust, and the positions they favored made comparisons useless. T...e growing love she felt for Andy, however, added another dimension to her sex with him that the others could not match. She knew from Becky and Martha that they had the same experience with their mates versus other partners.Although her parents wished that Sarah would spend Christmas with them, Becky had told them how important Andy was becoming. Bhabhi ” color to dhone do”Mi “abhi to pichkari se khelna hai dhoke kya karogi”Bhabhi “ab kya aise hi karoge” mi “bhabhi aaj colorfull chudai karenge”Aur maine uski tight pant utar di phir t-shirt utar diya. Ab bhabhi mast black bra aur panty me thi. Bhabhi khadi ho gayi aur mera t-shirt aur barmooda khol diya mai bhi ab sirft black frenchi me tha. Bhabhi muje kiss karne lagi aur boli “kitne din ho gaye meri yaad nahi aayi kya?”Mi “me to hamesha tumare bare me sochta tha par tumne bhi kabhi. I'll ask around and see if anyone has suggestions. In the meantime, you may only use your computer when we are in the same room." Yes, Mistress."Nothing else happened the rest of the evening except when I ate her pussy to orgasm at bedtime. Sarah spent almost the entire next morning on the computer and phone and then went shopping for a couple hours after lunch."I have a date tonight, and we need to be sure that you behave yourself." I'll be good. I promise" We're going to be sure this time.". Damn, he was tired.“Herb…” A hand touched his shoulder. He nearly jumped out of his skin. No less a surprise when he saw who it was: Nancy Brookwood had snuck up behind him. Now she was looking at him like the cat that ate every canary in the store. “Hello, Herb,” she said. He actually grabbed his chest, like a guy having a heart attack on TV. No heart attack actually came, and he was almost disappointed. “Holy cripes, woman!” he said. “Are you trying to kill me?”“I’m sorry. Should I kiss it.