We were not really paying attention,baby,i said,looks like we watch what you want.Karen sat herself on the couch beside Dustin,about in the middle,him...sitting to her left,his right arm laid out along the back.She reached across him to grab the remote,her full breasts briefly rubbing across his thigh,and took a quick look at the bulge in his jeans.Let's see,she said as she flipped though the channels,leaning just a little in his direction.I leaned back in my recliner,taking in the sight of my. Coming to the Heroine of this story. Her name is Ayesha (name changed). She is a Muslim girl. Age 23. To describe her she is a typical Muslim beauty. Very fair, 5.4 feet tall. Her stats are 36-29-38. A perfect hourglass figure. She never wears any makeup or powders.She would be glowing always due to her fair skin color. She has a very cute and homely face, lips that resemble rose petals and sharp eyes. She mostly wears tight chudi which perfectly gives out her figure. She also has a dark and. Part of her regretted it and part not. It didn’t please her that Cal slunk out of the diner as Stan laid claim to her. She thought of a school boy who was afraid to take his lunch money back from the bully who’d grabbed it.Junior might not have been much, but if he had been there and wanted Roxie for the night he’d have told Stan what to do with his back-room inventory. Stan would’ve backed down, and would’ve backed down to Cal, too.“It was just gonna’ be a lark, anyway,” she consoled herself.. Then she commanded me, “Put your equipment down and come over here!”I did as I was told. Then she began rubbing her breasts and pussy right in front of me. My jaw dropped as I was witnessing something that I have been fantasizing before. Right in front of me was a 50-year old MILF obviously enjoying what she was doing.Instantly, I have a raging hard-on on my shorts as I watch her play with breasts. Perhaps noticing my bulge, she confronted me, “Tony, do you want to play with my ‘front’?” she.