Her husband was sleeping and that afternoon, again her husband started fucking her in the bedroom. I made sure the window was open that morning. I was...looking through the window and imagining myself fucking my chachi someday.Let me tell you one more incident. That incident was why I was so fascinated about my chachi. I heard many sex stories of her with other men and saw a few and one day when I was 19, we all were there at my grandmother’s house. It was 8 at night. I went to pee outside, it. I then approached crab-like and took the free end in my very open and slimy hole. We relaxed back and interlinked our legs, then slowly worked ourselves backwards and forwards over the connecting pole until we met and the dildo was completely in us both. I leaned forwards and held his cock and he did likewise to me and wanked each other to erection. Then we relaxed back some more and entertained each other by worming and squirming, each trying to coax more of the dildo into their hole. Finally,. He parted her lips and was surprised at how wet she already was. He put two fingers inside her and she moaned a little louder. He started finger fucking her but then they heard some voices down the hall. Damn! He quickly took his hand away, while she straightened her skirt and tucked her boobs back in. He licked his fingers and smiled as he watched her. She was smiling back at him. That mischievous smile he couldn’t get enough of. “I want more of that!” She turned and gave her bum a. He had his robeon, with an unlit cigar in one hand, and was looking for the box ofwooden matches he'd brought out there earlier. As he picked them up hesaw the woman who had arrived earlier, with that shy female now bundledup in a long coat, as they returned to their car. He wondered, as hewent back into his house, if there was a story behind their visit. Hewas still mulling that over as he exited onto his back porch. It was sopleasant out there, secluded and with the air still warm from.