I visitedher often enough to give us three children, and to see something of themgrowing up. Neither of my two boys want to follow their father intos...hipping, although the oldest is talking about joining the Navy.I want to say that I love my wife, but I am not sure that I really knowwhat that is. I do not want another wife. I do not want her to haveanother husband. She is a good mother. She spends what I send herwisely. She is a good woman. When we have sex, we both like it.But the truth. I would alternate sucking her clit and licking her lips until I got her really wet. Then I inserted one finger in her pussy as I continued to suck her clit, all along she’s bucking her hips toward my face. A second finger easily slipped into her pussy and it was really getting her off. I continued to suck and finger fuck her until a wave of pussy juice squirted out of her and into my mouth. Some of her juices ran down her ass crack and that gave me an idea. After her orgasm subsided I started. Achanak wo boli, “bete eh meri tango me kya chuv raha hai?” Maine himmat karke jabab diya, “eh mera hatiyar hai maa”” Hath laga kar dekhun?” Unhone pucha aur mere jabab dene se pahale apna hath mere lund par rakh kar usko tatolne lagee. Apni mutthee mere lund par kas ke band kar lee aur bole, “bapre, bahut karak hai.” Wo meri taraf ghumi aur apna hath mere underwear me ghusa kar mere phar-pharate hue lund ko elastic ke upar nikal liya. Lund ko kas kar pakare hue wo apna hath lund ke jar tak le. She quickly slid to the foot of the bed and peered out through the fan to see if she could see anyone. The full August moon lit up the front yard and she watched as Earl crept across the yard, headed to the barn. “Now what the hell is he up to?” thought Maggie. She slipped quietly out of the bedroom, down the hall and out the front door. She had seen Earl disappear on the left side of the barn so she crept around the right side to the back pen. She peered around the back corner of the barn,.