It just so happens that Sara’s husband Doug was also working on the road at the time. He was one of DJ’s golfing buddies, but apparently not a goo... enough friend that he wouldn’t screw his wife while he was out of town. I never ever would have guessed of an affair with Sara. She’s certainly cute enough, with short dark hair and wide puppy dog eyes, but she always came across as the timid type. She teaches math at the middle school, and both of our girls had her for a teacher. I was trying to. Slowly I turn around as I watch my body, still clothed, become an instrument of pleasure. My breasts are still full and desirable, my hips are round and fluid as I move from foot to foot. I watch my breasts move as I shake them from one side to the other. I unbutton my blouse, pull the ends from my skirt, and slowly strip for an audience of one.. I turn my back to the mirror and slowly lower one side of my skirt then the other and move my hips as I work it down. When it falls to the floor, I. Finally the one girl slid back up the other’s body, her tongue flicking at soft hidden spots and the girl responding with pleasure, lost in her own world of earthly pleasures. Their faces met in an erotic kiss and I almost came sitting there. As they kissed, Yoshi slid out of the top of her kimono and sat kneeling between R and Murasan, her body like soft marble fire, quivering in her desire to please the two men. I, too, slipped my kimono down from my shoulders, my very large breasts drawing. I would no sooner cum in Ali’s needy belly than she was pawing at me again, trying to get me hard for another session. Ali is truly insatiable these, making love whenever I can recover myself from the last time. Ali swears that more sex means a bigger, rounder belly, and she is constantly horny. I’m only one man, so the times I spend at work or recovering, Ali spends at the cafeterias, resting and gorging, focused on getting as big a pregnant belly as possible. She takes it as a personal.