Itna bada saand jaisa lund meri choot se nikalo…. Aaahhhhhhh…. Uiiiii…..uffffff……..aahhhhhh…… poore kamre me yahi aawaz goonj rahi thi. ...r mai to poore josh me tha, maine uske haath peeche kiye ar kuttto ki tarah usko chodne laga. Baad me usse bhi maza aane laga. Achanak se chodte chodte uski choot itni garam ho gayi, mujhe pata lag gaya ki jhadne waali hai to mai usse ar zor se chodne laga. Tabhi achanak se uski choot se bahut saara garam paani nikal gaya ar poore bed p gir gaya. Pr mai abhi. A-and it's our only source of income! I don't have a job, and my 14-year-old daughter's college fund is barely half-full. Rory said he'd sell Glen's share of the business and Denise and I would have nothing!" Oh," I pretended to commiserate, even as my crotch began stirring, "so he forced you to marry him." Yes," she confirmed, in a hushed voice, almost a whisper, the sound of a powerless woman at the mercy of a man. I could feel myself lubricating. "So," I said, laying naked on my couch in the. What about shoes?”“Black fuck-me sandals, darling, that would make even a thousand-dollar call girl envious.”“What about underwear?”“No underwear, darling. You said you wanted to watch my tits jiggle when I walk.”“Not just when you walk, sweetheart, but every time you move.”“I know I’m going to feel so wanton, but if that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get. Showing off my assets is fine with me, as long you don’t mind.”“You’ve got one of the foxiest asses in town, baby. I’ll see you in a. She smiled as I stared into her eyes, I’m sorry, for what she said, I’m not sure, I’m embarrassed by my erection, and honestly I,m just used to being sorry, she pulled me close, and hugged me, ‘honey it’s o.k, you don’t have to be afraid, or nervous. I pulled back tears in my eyes, just then she leaned in and kissed my lips, ever so softly, I quivered I was so nervous, she took me by the hand, and led me to the bed room, where she dropped her robe, and laid me on the bed, climbed on top of me,.