I asked Pooja, I think it has started raining heavily and I have one of my friend’s hotels nearby. Shall we go there, rest for sometime eat and then...go back? She simply said as you say. We got to the Hotel room and placed ourselves on that comfortable bed. I asked very frankly to her Pooja, Do you Drink to which she said that Yes, she can have beer. I ordered for 8 beer pints and asked her let’s start. She told me why 8, we are only two? I said don’t worry we both will finish it off. I think. Society tells you that straying from the marriage bed is always harmful, but my life experience often says otherwise. If it weren’t for New Order, Christine and I might well have continued for a while, though hopefully at some point, I’d have taken Nina as my lover. I think that she’ll work out better, though, as a wife. She knows what kind of a bloke I am and I know what kind of dame she is. It just works!” I remarked while downing my orange juice.“Yes, well, with my husband, when I get home. Her smile was intoxicating as she began grinding her clit through her clothing. She quickly realized it just wasn't enough to feed her insatiable appetite.She removed her panties and opened her legs to reveal a deliciously shaved masterpiece. I noticed her pussy was dripping wet and her clit engorged.Lifting a foot onto the seat in front of her, she smiled warmly. Her right hand worked her throbbing clit into a frenzy, while her left stuffed fingers into her starving cunt. Her lust-filled eyes. ”“That doesn’t necessarily follow. I can’t say that I know the parents of all of Laura’s friends.”I bit my lip. I wanted to say that maybe he should, but I knew I couldn’t say that. I was still feeling pretty nervous but now that I was talking, I felt a bit better.“I’m not talking about Laura. I’m talking about Melissa. And I’m not talking about Laura’s friends. I’m talking about Liz and me. We kind of have our own rules about stuff like this. And one of those rules is that our parents have to.