I looked at his right ear, then his forehead, then back at his right ear. Finally his right hand went to his right ear. He rubbed it to see if perhaps...something might be hanging from the lobe. So I switched my gaze and looked, puzzled, at his forehead. He rubbed his forehead. ‘Why didn’t you tell Reeves?’ he said. ‘Reeves said you deliberately, as far as he’s concerned, tossed the ball to the other team.’ ‘I was dopey. Maybe the Mafia had money on the game.’ ‘Scott, don’t give me a lot of crap.. He was just unbuttoning the cuffs of his blue denim shirt, which now was open and hanging from his arms. His jeans and bright red jockey underpants were down around his ankles. His nice sized cock was buried in Pete's wife's quim.Ol' Randy was working that quim pretty good, too, especially considering he was doing it while taking off his shirt. It looked like the couple had sprinted into the bedroom to get started. Susan's blouse was on the floor by the door, her bra half way to the bed, and. We married early and had never been with anyone else. We had five children and finally found ourselves alone. I read in a women’s magazine how porn can get the juices flowing again so I showed some to my husband. It did and we started talking about things and ideas we never had before. We swapped with my sister and her husband on a trip we took with them. They are the only ones we have done since we live in a small town. When I started coming here and met Rachel and the others I told my husband. Phir thodi der k baad highway par chad kar usne apna face dikhaya. Dikhne me mast thi bahut gori nahi thi lekin uska figer mast tha.Mene flower diye usne thankyou kiya hum ne ekdusre ka hath pakad liya aur normal bate kar rahe the. Phir hotel me poch gaye mene bola car mehi betho me room ki chabi lekar aata hu fir sidha room me chale jayenge. Me car se utra chabi lene k liye chala gaya. Phir mene chabi li room dekha aur car k pas gaya. Susmita ko bola sidha mere piche piche chale aao. Aur hum.