While originally blaming my husband's swinging idea for my unfaithfulness, with Elliot I realized I was promiscuous and stopped blaming hubby for who ...I was. A woman addicted to affairs, their excitement, and self-esteem assurance. Affairs were a craved drug stimulant that controlled me. Even while with Elliot, I fantasized about milking three men. When it ended, I knew it was partly because it was time for his replacement.After Elliot, I was honest with myself. I craved illicit sex and accepted. Maine kaha ab mere bhi kapre utardo didi.Usne haste hue kaha jaroor mere bahanchid bhai.Maine kaha abhi bana nahi hoo lekin ab banjaunaga.Aur wo mera sara kapra kholne lagi.Maine under kuchh nahi pana tha to jaise hi une meri pant utari to mera 7 inch ka lund fanfanata hua bahar aa gaya. Wo chouk gai. Maine kaha ise pyar karo didi. Wo boli kaise maine kaha ki ise apne muh me lekar chuso. Usne kuchh nahi bola lekin chusne lagi.Mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise mai jannat ki sair kar raha hoo.Mujhr. My tongue and finger were moving in unison. Joan was about done shaving me when my cum spewed forth filling Dana's mouth. She took my cock, aimed it at her breasts.Joan finished shaving me then took a warm cloth to wipe me clean. As she did so, she watched as Dana's breasts became covered in cum. Dana pressed hard against my mouth as she came. I licked up all of her sweet nectar. Dana sat up, moved so I could see the new me."Well honey, what do you think?" Sweetie, I love it!" My cock looked. I turned over onto all four as he entered me from the new position. Thrusting into me hard his balls slapping against my arse everytime he went in. Hitting me at a new angle made me tip over the edge and I could no longer hold back as I left out a mighty moan and another orgasm hit.My legs collapsing onto the bed as the waves hit me and made my arse buck upwards towards his cock. Pleasure rushing through me. As I came he could no longer cotrol himself as I clenched around his cock tightly.