Fir mein side ko hokr late gya fir acchanak se usne apne legs se mujhe touch kiya mein fir se surprise ho gya aur maan he maan bhaut khuch hone laga w... kuch der tak aese he touch kar rhe thee toh thode der baad mein bhe usse ke terah karne laga mere aesa karne k sath sath wo mere pass aate ja rhee thee aur wo mere itna karib aagye ke uske lips aur mere lips mein bas2cm ka he gape hoga aur aese hote hote mera lund bhe khada ho gya fir maine apne lips uske lips se touch karke picche ko ho gya aur. I work up and down her legs, massaging them, again pushing my fingers into her fat, working them, even sneaking my hand to her pussy a few times. I then ask her to roll over. I again cover her back and ass in baby oil, rubing her shoulders first, digging my finger into her fat, and massaging them, making her moan with relief. On down her back, massaging her tense, sore muscles, playing in her glorious fat, and on to her ass. Her ass is massive, I rub it all around, squeezing, playing in her ass. She is also very, very beautiful. We met, dated and married when we were both in college. I was 23 at the time, and she was 20. Perfectly normal thing to do, in that period of time. Having recently, myself, discovered Xhamster, and all the wonderful stories there, I never thought my own life would ever be a plot for an Xhamster story. But, here it is …My wife and I are both degreed professionals. Her in accounting, myself in engineering. We both work for huge companies. Her, in a large branch. Don’t let the facade fool you, you can’t tell a book by its cover.”“But, it’s just what you called it, a warehouse!” Fiona added.“Well, yes. I actually called it ‘The Warehouse’, and how many warehouses have you seen with forty foot tall and fifty foot wide glass doorways?” I asked.“True,” Fiona agreed.“Come on, I’m pretty certain you will change your view when we go inside,” I said, opening the door and getting out of the car.I walked over and opened the entry door, stopping and waiting for my.