I knew the house inside and out, I'd thought, and then one day a panel falls open and you see a passage way to a whole new wing. I couldn't wait to ex...plore every inch of it. It was a delicious blend of the safe and familiar, and the unknown.As I got into bed, I wondered what John had in store for us tonight. It was pretty late, so maybe he just wanted to sleep. I hoped not, but he was Sir, and I'd been pretty pushy since yesterday. I didn't really want to be a brat, I was just overexcited about. . Uska bedroom bahut hi accha tha aur usko bed par sula diya.. and apni tshirt utar kar usk upar agaya and usko kiss and smooch karne laga… and fir dhere dhere mere hath usk boobs par gaye and mai usko dabane laga and fir mai uska top and bra utar diya and usk boobs ko acche se suck karne laga… Fir kuch der k bad woh mujhe sula di aur mere upar agayi aur meri jeans utar di and mere jockey k upar se hath pherne lagibn fir meri jockey bhi utardi… Ab mai pura nude tha and woh mere dick ko muh mein. Dave (my hubby) was doing well in his job and looking forward to moving up in the company. We had not started a savings account, but although we weren’t rich, and we had many bills money wasn’t a problem. Although I wouldn’t have minded working, Dave said he could take care of everything and I should just worry about keeping my sexy body fit and tanned. So, being the diligent wife I shopped a bit, paid the bills, laid out a lot and worked out 3 times a week. Life was good. I lay out. To start with I move away, but I’m quite enjoying the cheekiness of it now, so each time you run your hand up I squeeze my leg against yours. Going with the ‘in the here and now’ thinking, I unclasp my hands and let my hands roam across your belly and your hips, one sliding up under your shirt. Your hand reaches up and grabs the one not under your shirt, moving it down onto your crotch. Well, fuck me! You seem to be packing some size in those jeans.Continuing around each corner, one hand grabs.