As it was, Margie was not unattractive; she had the samered hair as her mother–only longer–and a similar body,with slightly smaller breast... and thicker thighs. Plusshe was hot and ready to fuck; Jimmy found that out whenshe sucked his cock into her mouth, and wrapped hersandal-shod feet around his legs. It did feel good–hismom sucked on his cock with sloppy, slurping draws ofher lips and tongue on his shaft–but it threatened tobring him off too soon.“Easy there,. Could it be some kind of new monster not known as of yet? New ones sprouted everyday. However the only strong and dangerous ones came from the old world. A time before time. Could this be an awakened old god? A monstrosity they specialized in dealing with. That was 'they', not person. She needed to get back with the rest of her group."You were brave to divert from your team Monster Killer. But you feel it now, danger, a threat to your very own life is near." A voice that sounded all around her. He toasts his wife, “Here’s to your new job.”“Thank you. I’m pretty excited.” Lynn pauses and asks. “Are you ready for more of the private game?”“Sure tell me about it.”“After the symphony, the wife is horny after having other men check out her body.”“Wouldn’t the couple go back home for sex?”“They would in the public game, but in the private game, the wife wants other men to keep checking her out.”“They still are. Then what happens?”“She will let one of them know she’s interested.”“You mean. Based on some feedback from readers I would like to clarify that this story is not a fiction or my imagination, but a true life incident.After my first meeting with Uma which ended in an appetizing quick sexual romp we kept in touch over the next few days over the phone talking about our lives, likes, dislikes preferences etc. During one such conversation we happened to discuss about what we liked during sex. I asked her if she likes to wear a saree and that I have a craving for a sweet shaved.