A real matriarch. I took a deep breath in through my nose. Mmm she smelled so good. I was about to go to the dip bars when I realised why I liked the ...ay she smelled so much. I could smell her pussy and it was so good. I couldn't help but take a quick glimpse between her legs. As she completed another rep and spread her legs I noticed that there was a glistening damp patch between her thighs. She was soaking wet! When I looked up we made eye contact. She must have known exactly where I was. I went to a garden, usually isolated all the time. I took a bench and pulled out the notebook. Indeed, it was Rukhsana alternative dairy and I read it. After reading the whole diary, I was fascinated with rage and anger.The events happened there I’ll tell you all in my own words. First, let me tell you about the names of members of my uncle family. My uncle name is Imraan, his eldest son is Shohaib around 32 years old, then is Firoz around 30 years old, then comes Wajir who is around 28 years. ”“You should know that I—I’m married! I…”“Shhhh! You must not feel guilt for learning what it is like to be with a woman; how you should treat her, and how to pleasure her. You must embrace the things that are happening to you. Your wife will be grateful, I promise,” she whispered.“Now, I suggest we eat again, for the evening is young…” she said, eyes twinkling.Well into the night, they made love and discovered each other. She showed him things he could never have imagined; taught him how to. She then withdrew her fingers until the tips of her fingers were resting against her entrance before thrusting them hard and deep inside Eve. “Yes darling, like that, I like it like that.” Jenny continued to thrust her fingers in and out of Eve, the more she thrust her fingers in and out, the wetter Eve became. She could hear the slurping as her fingers pounded in and out of Eve`s dripping hole. As Jenny fingered Eve, Eve slipped one of her hands beneath the towel and moved it inside her.