" Lynn lifts her legs, giving him access. He eases his cock into her waiting pussy. He takes a prone position, using his elbows to keep his weight off...of her. She coos, "Oh... yeah, baby, take some more pussy. Do you like it?" He doesn't reply. I sit down in a chair and watch Charles and my wife fuck. She is probably not aware I am still there. I do not say anything. He takes slower strokes, keeping his cock deep in her pussy. She strokes his back down to his ass. He is more gentle. She. My high heels stretching my leg muscles and making me carry myself taller, bust out proud, move more gracefully, smoother in my gestures, softer in my aspect. Extra sheer lace top hold up stockings, so smooth and so soft they sheathed my legs. A flimsy bikini style bra and a pair of lethally tight tanga panties were all that protected me from the real world.With my shoulder length brown hair scraped up tight on the top of my head and fastened in a silver scarf, I knew I looked good, make up. Everything was so ordinary that I was actually let down, a bit deflated. Here I had come in expecting something big…I don’t know what! I didn’t want any drama, anything like flushing mightily, a knowing smile from Frank that would cause people to wonder…or anything. Yet I wasn’t prepared for nothing! Darn it, the man had fucked me in the car Saturday night and he didn’t even react to me! ‘So, we each picked up a pile of exams, went into that great lecture hall, with difficulty got everyone into. Shreya sonar kono kosto hok ami chai na..kintu amar kichhu karar neyi. Pratham chodone kono kumari meye r bathya lagbe na se ki hoy. Shreya sona amar chokher dike dekho..eyi bole barar mukh ta chanp diye guuder fanke Dhukiye dilam.. ‘Meshooooo…more gelamm.. Ki korcho..ota bayre koro…maa go..ooooomaaaa..’ shreya ..chechiye uthlo..aar or chokh jole bhare giye top top kare gal beye bichhanay mishe gelo.. Amar khoob kosto holo..kintu ki karbo ami ..karon ei mota bara ta or katha bhebe bhebe ei.