Ko blouse ke upar se daba rahe the phir dhire dhire maa ka rona band ho gaya aur ma siskiya bharne lagi aur uncle ne maa ka blouse khol diya aur bra k... upar se dhudh ko chaatne lage aur uncle bol rahe they aaj teri chut me mera bacha bhi daaluga to maa boli nahi tum chao mujhe chod lo par meri chut me tumhara bacha mat daalna yeh sunkar me to heran tha tabhi uncle ne maa ki bra ko khich kar khol diya aur maa ki saari ko bhi khol diya uske baad uncle ne maa ka peticoat bhi khol diya aur andar. And that was balanced with the stability of her job and her stable, caring husband. Only a fool would think that these two separate lives could continue to coexist. Julie had gotten lax in her precautions and took greater and greater risks to meet with Greg at less-than-opportune times. And yet, her undoing had less to do with that, than an old cliché… a husband that came home early. Gary was scheduled to be out of town from Monday morning until Thursday night, which was not unusual these days.. He turned and walked to the bar, ordered a drink from the late 30’s something woman behind the bar. Normally pretty bartenders try to take advantage of their looks, use some sex appeal, not this woman, not in this place. Just like it was way back then. The clothing had changed out in the world, no longer was it dowdy long dresses and modest bodices. Glancing around the room, he saw several mildly familiar but rather large women. They all appeared to be wearing dowdy long dresses with modest. ." Oh god," Ceras began, feeling a little self-conscious. "The build up was amazing, I felt his cock and his deep thrusts and I felt your eyes watching me...watching my pussy being fucked...God, I felt so...exposed..." Would you like to fuck Brad again?" No. Only if you want me to."I didn't want her to.I pulled up to the house. I opened the door and let my wife in. I instructed her right then to strip down. I was uncontrollably jealous again, somehow upset that my wife could take such pleasure.