My mom could cook trout like a champ.”“One day, when I was ten, we went fishing and after about an hour we weren’t even getting any nibbles. My ...dad said that we should just go home. We packed up and headed home. Normally we would be gone for three to four hours, but on this day, we were gone an hour and a half. When we walked into the house, my dad went upstairs and found my mom in bed with another man.”“He was one of my dad’s best friends. I’d followed my dad and I stood there and watched my. Spoorti- Really?Me- Yes, that blouseless saree thing is always my favorite to imagine.Then we went on sharing each other’s fantasies. She liked that I imagined her in a sexual way because that gave her a fantasy of having sex outside marriage. She loved it.In following days we became more close to each other that we started sharing each other’s pictures in a sexual way. No nudes but semi-nudes. She invited me to her house when her husband wasn’t there. I agreed on one condition that she would. Charlesetta couldn’t believe that she managed to put her hands on these well hung guys. She didn’t have to be smart enough to understand that it was their first time with MILF. Charlesetta wanted to do her best. It was a great chance for her to have two young lovers at hand. Her tongue started tickling the backside of Jeff’s cock as her nose was buried in his pubic hair. The tongue teased his shaft up and down. Charlesetta closed her eyes in pleasure and savoured the moment of sucking. The. I know he is in charge. I turn towards the wall and lean against it. My arms, face and chest feel the cold smoothness. I arch my back so he has ample access to my buttocks. I glance at him briefly to see if he is pleased. His expression is hard to read as he caresses my panty clad cheek. I wait anticipating a slap, longing to feel the sting and heat of his hand chastising me. I bite my lip to prevent myself from begging. He deliberates an agonizingly long time over my punishment. He is much.