.Uske hoth bht mulayam the…Mei uske boobs daba rha tha…Blouse k upar se…Fir maine uska blouse aur petticoat utaar diya…Usne blouse aur pettico...t k neeche kuch nai pehna tha…Meine usko bed pe dhakkha diya aur uska mask utaarna chaha to usne mna kar diya aur kha mask pehli chudai k baad hi utarega…Aur vo cat ki awaaze nikalne lagi…Maine uska ek boob ko choosne laga aur dusre ko masalne laga…Tbhi bell baji,Maine use bathroom me jaane ko kha aur t shirt pehen k darwaja khola toh mera order aa gya. You get the picture.These "imagination" sessions have really paid off well for me because she gets extremely horny in these situations. From the excitement of the "fantasy", she jumps on top of me and rides me until her legs quiver and I can feel the warmth of her cum run down my shaft. I've brought up several times to her that we could take it from just "imagining" to real life. She laughs and tells me to shut up, that her punani is just for me. I agree. It is only mine. But, if I give her a. My heart skipped a few beats as she turned the corner of our open plan house and walked into the living room. She was only wearing her red bra, and string!“Didn’t you hear me calling you?” Amy asked.“No honey, sorry.”“I have been calling for almost five minutes; I wanted you to bring my dress to me.”“I’m sorry, we didn’t hear you.My heart was beating like crazy as she smiled and walked to Gary; in her bra, and string! She hugged him and he kissed her cheek as he wished her a happy anniversary.. I watched her stroking that over the furniture and then she would hold it up and look at it. Then she would stroke her finger over more furniture. I had a feeling that I was doing well.All of the sudden, she gasped suddenly. "Would you look at that," she said as she held up her finger.I looked at the finger. "I don't see anything," I told her.She smiled. "Exactly," she told me. "You don't see anything, but now what happens when I do this."Even as she had been talking, she had been moving closer.