.." She looked over at John, who was rapidly jerking off, and said "Oh honey, he's so big. His cock is fucking amazing." She started writhing at the p...easure she was feeling at being so filled, and the way Mike's penis pushed and rubbed on her clitoris.Mike had been slowly fucking into Julie and had worked about half of his length into her, "You like that, don't you? Are you a size queen, you slut? Do you like my big cock?"Julie gasped as Mike pushed another inch into her already sopping wet. ”“Finally, but now that you’ve guessed it I’ll have to try another flavor,” she said with a smile. “Well, got to cover up these exercise clothes or I might get arrested going into the gym.” I stared at her creamy thighs and ass in her tight shorts when she looked back at me.She didn’t say anything, just smiled. Her smile lit up the entire room. I would have given a million dollars to know what she was thinking at that moment.I smiled back and my heart started beating faster. God, how I loved. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.The letter read:Dear God,I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with, have no family to turn to,. Purnima’s mother Kalpana lived in Kolkatta working as a lecturer in some college. Although in her late 40’s, she looked well preserved and seemed to be paying more attention about her looks than her own daughter. Purnima had told me that she wouldn’t like to have sex during her mother’s stay as she was convinced that her screams would be very much audible in such a small flat like where we stayed. I hesitantly agreed wondering how my wife would forgo sex for such a long. When Purnima’s mom,.