Practically deformed. But she looked happy. I looked happy. I was happy. My husband stroked and petted my head like I was an animal. Which I guess I ...as right now—all biology and need. He leaned back into the couch. ‘Keep it up,’ he said. After a while I stopped looking at him, just enjoying the sensations, cock in my head and down my throat, hand at my cunt. I blew him for I don’t know how long, kneeling before him, frigging myself with my free hand. Best date ever. So wonderful. We’d never. Normally that is where it ends, that is, if anyone else is around…especially our kids. At that point we usually back off and try to act ‘normal’ with threats of ‘Just wait till I get you alone later.’ But today we kept pushing the envelope a little further till we were in over our heads horny as hell. I began rubbing his bulging cock through his jeans aggressively and then I’d walk away. He’d walk over and put his mouth against my ear and whisper ‘I want to taste you’ as his hand would find its. Njan kochanayathukondu arum onnum parangilla. Angane divasangal poyappol njan ente andiyude valarchayum ariyan thudangi, ratriyil urakkam unarumpol ente andi moothu nilkkumayirunnu. Ente andiyude tholi Sherikkum purathekku vannittillayirunnu.Schoolil ente koottukaran thoman avante anti njan kantitunde bathroomil pedukkan pokumpol avan enne kanikkumayirunnu. Ennekkal valuthayirunnu avante matramalla nallathu pole tholinjathum ayirunnu. Njan avanodu chodikkumayirunnu avantethupole tholiyan enthu. 'That's because you're touching me', you whisper. 'Nonsense' he says coldly. 'He fucked you' 'Never' you say. 'I never got that far with him' 'Ah, how far would you go, you dirty slut? John fingers your clit again. 'I can't help it if he fancies me', you murmur. 'You might wear a decent bra to your work', John snaps, and runs his finger the length of your slit, prising your cuntlips apart. You gasp and stumble. 'He ordered me to undress, and wanted me to ...' 'So you fucked him!' 'No!' your.