But no one would tell that she is married. She is that young looking. We were first talking to each other as friends. Then we became close to each oth...r. I am also married. I have an average body. I am good looking guy. She has issues with her husband who is a drunkard. So she often comes and stays with her mom. She has introduced me to her mom and I often visit them at their place. Her mom knows that we like each other and she has not opposed our affair.One evening I went to their house and. ”“Uh-huh,” she smiled, gesturing impatiently for him to continue. “Go on.”“You’re really… putting me on the spot, here,” Brian chuckled uneasily. “I don’t wanna make anything weird. Not between us.”“Nothing’s weird here,” Emily insisted, shaking her head. “And nothing’s gonna get weird. It’s you and me. It’s just, I dunno, I wanna know, okay?”“So… drinking makes you self-conscious?”“What? No. No,” Emily denied in a fluster. All this drinking was supposed to do the exact opposite of that. C’mon,. I could hear my wife on the phone talking with someone."Hi honey can you talk now? There seemed to be a pause as she waited for a reply. Well just listen. This weekend the girls are going to their cousin's house for a sleep over. They leave Friday night and will come home sometime Sunday afternoon. Davie is going on a Boy Scout camping trip for the weekend, leaving Friday and coming home on Sunday. David will be goose hunting both Saturday and Sunday. That gives us both mornings to fuck. Jenni did without hesitation. She had rarely worn clothes all her lifeSe showed her the house and where everything was. She admired her arse, round and firm, her waist was narrow, her chest wide. 34 inches and C cups. Big enough to squeeze, large enough for a good grope, but not so big that they were heavy and hung like mellons. She checked her pussy, the Hymen was still there. Her son Salman would be pleased. Roshna was Salman’s mother, though she had rarely seen him since her bastard husband.