Or bhabhi kuch pata nahi chal raha tha q k wo dard k mare behaal ho rahi thi, Jab maine unka shalwar upar kiya to zakhm kafi laga hua tha bhabhi ne ka...a k mere tang pe zara maalish kar de to maine haa kar diya, to bhabhi ne thanx kaha, or unhe dard ho raha tha, yo bhabhi ne kaha k main neend ki goli kha rahi hoo jis se mujhe neend ayega. Jis se main khush ho gaya k aj bhabhi ki khair nahi, neend ki goli bhabhi k ghar main hi tha wo aksar neend ki goli khati thi or neend ki golia un k ghar aksar. He has a low sperm count. It’s unlikely he’ll ever give her one. If you put one in her he’ll think it’s his. Besides, he has a small penis. If he ever did make a child, a boy, he’d be small too. It just wouldn’t be fair to the baby. That’s why you need to do it. If you give her a boy he’ll be as big as you. And she really wants a baby. It’s a humanitarian effort.” You spit out rapid fire, almost unintelligibly. I stare at you like you’re insane while your head makes it’s way down to feast on. She is really turned on and really wants me to remember who I am married to and who I need to be fucking. I would be lying if for a few moments I wasn’t thinking about Lauren and what it looked like under that dress. I snapped out of it those when she put her hands on my chest and really started bouncing on my cock, her breathing picked up, and I could feel it. It was coming. I grabbed her neck and started choking her as she started to really hammer up and down on my cock. Then we both let out. It didn’t help either that she was driving bottomless for about twenty minutes. “Well, look at that. It’s a good thing it’s leather or that would leave a stain!” Brittany said with a laugh. “Well, we could go into my office and leave a stain on the couch where the others are if you want?” Beau said, smiling sexually. “Is that a proposition, Mr. Boss?” Brittany asked as she ran a hand in between his legs where the bulge had formed. “If you want it to be Miss Secretary!” Beau moaned as Brittany.