.Phir mera lund khada hogaya uske hath ma woh to shake karne lagi mera haal bura tha iske baad jo bhi hua I was shocked woh mera lund sidha muh me liy...a aur suck karne laga maine usko roka aur bola wow yeh kya phela toh nahi kiya tha aaj kya hua mera uper akar boli aaj mai bhut khush hu aaj tum jo bole woh mai karti aur mujhe roko mat ab hamesha tum mera husband ho till death phir kya hum 69 position ma agaye aur mai uska chut suck karne laga aur woh mera lund woh bhut sara pani choda thodi der. I was ready for another drink so invited him to join me which he happily accepted. We took up sits on the lounge and chatted and had a few drink while waiting for Mrs to get home. I sent her a txt letting her know our friend had arrived. She said she would be home as soon as possible and was very excited about the night ahead. So we kept chatting and our new friend asked if I’d like another drink since he was getting up sure thing I said. By now the movie was done so I asked what he would like. It was a mild evening, but the weather was forecast as changeable and I had to bear in mind that on the previous day London had 6mm rain fall overnight, while the week before the worst gales to hit the British Isles for over twenty years had caused 21 deaths just a hundred miles north east of London. So I took with me the James Smith & Son brolly I normally kept locked in the boot, just in case it was raining when we left to return to the car. I had to drive around for twenty minutes and. Afterwards Ruth then joked, "I'll never wash again" Next morning, after practically a whole night of love-making, it was time for a reality check for Ruth, she'd have to go home to Melissa, it was Saturday, so no work for her, Melissa was at the shoe shore, Ruth would get the place to herself, for a few hours to ponder how she was to continue living a lie as a closet heterosexual woman. Sure enough Melissa was out when Ruth got home and still feeling quite horny, Ruth reached for one of her gay.