Toh story hai jodhpur ki jaha main studies ke liye gaya tha mere chahca waha job kartey the main unke saath wahi rehta tha mere jo makaan ke malik the...unka naam shyam ji tha woh army retired the unki ek patni thi jo aksar bimaar rehti thi aur ek ladka tha jo ki dubai mein job karta tha vinay aur unki bahu jiska naam poonam tha jo ki bahut sundar thi jo ki meri story ki heroiene hai woh bahut seedhi dikhti thi ,usko toh main dekhte hi pagal ho gaya tha woh umar mein 29 ki hogi chera toh bas. She glanced across and a startled look came across her face followed by a giggle of embarrassment and a movement to pull her dress down to cover up her smooth, recently waxed, pussy. ‘Don't stop now I panted, we want to play too' and to continue my excitement and seize the moment I unbuttoned my jeans , pulling them and my boxer shorts down over my hips to expose my erect cock. I pushed her hand back toward her wet pussy and urged her to continue as I began to stroke my cock in delight at the. Click. Oh, damn. My fuckin’ talent was part of this, and I listened, kinda despairing, as words came out of my mouth. ‘Annie, you get the hell into the bathroom, take the kids, get cleaned up while I fix some grub. And don’t fuckin’ argue. Nothing happens till you’re all clean and fed. Go do it, girl, or I’ll hold you down and wash you myself.’ She tried to smile but her face crumpled, and she didn’t move, so I bent down to the kids, took their hands, hauled them into the house, not paying too. Oh, if I had only known then that Amber had wanted me as much as I had wanted her. The walls in our little cottage were paper-thin and I would hear Amber playing with herself night after night. Night after night, I would close my eyes and imagine Amber there with me, kissing me, touching me. I could feel her body moving rhythmically under mine as my I pumped my cock in and out of her sopping wet hole. I could feel her hips flying upwards to meet me, thrust for mighty thrust. With.