This is a story about how i fell pray to a old man and enjoyed my sex venture with him. I am married and have a 2 year old son. My hubby works in a Ch...nnai Port. We all moved to a new house for rent. For the first week it all went normal my hubby would go to work by 8.30 in the morning and return by night 9.00 pm. I would get up early and make him lunch then i would play with my son and chat with some friends and family. But after first week i felt like as if someone was watching me every day.. Then he left her sobbing on her parents bed. She curled up into the fetal position. Wet, tired, spent and hot.Outside Amy was now in the pool. She had gone under and her hair now wet made her look even hotter. Andrew slipped into the pool and made his way slowly over to her. She was submerged up to her tits with her back against the side of the pool and arms stretched out to her sides holding her along the edge. She had her eyes closed and was singing to her music. Andrew came up to her. "Sure, that's no problem." Thanks a lot, great costumes by the way."We pedalled off to the van."Muuum that means I will have to walk round like this for an hour." I whined"There are lots of people in costume." Yeah but I'm dressed as a girl." So, lots of people do that for charity events, look how many guys dress in girls stuff for fun runs and marathons." Yeah but..." No buts, and anyway you don't look like a boy in girl's clothes, you actually look quite cute." Mum!" You do, everyone round. Olga’s addition made it so very spicy that all three of us were lost in our own respective world of fantasies. All that happened was some hot kissing with loads of saliva licking, the mini battle of tongues and shortness of breath.The three of us ended up laughing as no one wanted the kissing to stop but our lungs forced us to stop for the much needed oxygen break.Olga and Brunda both were squirming as I began fondling their crotch area at the same time. The idea that both of them were being.