. Aisa 10 din tak chalta raha. Phr ek din uski call aayi or mujhe milne k liye bulaya to mere puchne pe usne bataya k wo apne ghar haryana gayi hui th... isliye usne mera no reject list m dal diya tha. Phr main jaldi se ready hokr uske pg k bahr gaya to usne mujhe upr aane ko bola or apne pg owner se mujhe introduce karaya ki main uska cousin hu. Phr hum upar uske room me chale gaye . Room me jate hi main use kiss karne laga or wo bhi mera saath dene lagi… Or kiss karte karte maine uska top upar. She had big full breasts and delicious dark nipples. I would give anything fer her to just be naked and constantly touch herself and me as we touch each other. But it was a bit too much. She was very generous and was completely fine with me being naked in and around the house. As long as nobody put their eyes my huge cock. Which I was fine with. There’s nothing I love more than having somebody enjoy the sight of my dick. I can only assume that other people feel as good as I do when I drink in a. I had almost expected the vacuous stereotypical gold-digger when I first saw the age gap but this was unfair.We conversed about many things and she was warm and friendly. Zoe spoke very little until my hands started massaging her thighs and she gave me a wry smile. I knew what she was thinking and I let my hands wander in the bubbles.She didn't move her hand over to my body to reciprocate and I took that as the touching was something she was uncomfortable with and withdrew. I was only teasing. We also had retained our photographs in sexual positions. I was excited now. I closed door half and watched. My son asked my wife whether she fed him her milk when he was a small boy. My wife said, “of course, my darling”. My son asked, “What is the taste of such milk?” My wife mischievously answered, “This you ask you dad. He too loved the taste of milk!”. My son asked her whether the milk flowed through a woman’s breast all the time. My wife said, “Yes, may be”. My son suddenly asked my wife.