B: Waise Tarak bhai ke rehte hue ye sab use kar rahe ho baat kya hai?(Jaaan bhuj ke)A: Kya batau Babitaji Tarak bilkul consistent nahi hai. 1 baar ach... hota hai to 20 baar khada hi nahi hota. Aur ho bhi to 2, 5 min ka. Ander daala pharr se nikal gaya. Aur mein kisi aur ke sath samband nahi banana chahati isliye ye sab.B: Ohhh so sad. Waise kisi aur se apka matlab sirf admiyo se hai ya usme aurate bhi shamil hai?A: Main samjhi nahi Babitaji.Babita Anjali ke pass jati hai smile karti hai aur. She covered the mouthpiece up and said, ‘You’ll never guess who’s on the phone asking about you.’ I shrugged my shoulders and stood there looking at her. ‘It’s Renee’ she said. Not even asking, I reached over and took the receiver out of her hand. ‘Hey, beautiful. I’ve really missed you. How are you?” A few minutes of small talk and I finally got my nerve up. ‘We have to meet somewhere,’ I stammered. She paused and told me that she couldn’t right now and she would have to call me back. I was. It was about a month later. I was lying in bed naked, stroking a hard-on looking at Maria parade around in lingerie, spinning around to show me her globes spilling out either side of her thong, as she slowly unhooked her bra and let it fall away to the floor, and she spun back around, her arm barred across her chest as she covered her nipples. I could see her pussy lips hanging out from her crotchless lace panties, and she was wearing a pair of frost white stockings below them. Her entire set. I usually got home from work half an hour before Jim, and in the past I had had the dinner ready soon after he got home. Now however I stripped off my clothes as soon as I got home and was waiting for him in the kitchen. I got a kiss and a quick grope as soon as he came in, then he disappeared to the bed room and came back naked to find me bending over the kitchen table, presenting my arse and pussy to him. Sometimes he would plunge into my cunt and fuck me from behind, but the times I came to.