Latee theen or hamara leya kuch nahi. Jis sa hum na bahi ka sath kuch asa karna ko socha jis sa hamara ghusa kam ho saka. Jab vo hamara pass sota to h...um dono us ko beech mai sula datee. Ab hum na ya check keya ka vo gahree neend sota hai ya us ki neend be age ki tarha kachee hai. Jab vo so jata to kabhi mai or kabhi julie us ko chontee kat datee, kabhi us ki shalwar neecha kar ka chotee se noni ko touch kar datee kabhi us ki chikni white gand ko masal datee. Phir hum na jag ya note keya ka vo. She smiled at me and immediately reached her left hand out, to start stroking the bulge in his pants. Sandro just closed his eyes, saying not a single word, nor letting out even a moan…After some time of quite obvious mutual enjoyment, the guy asked my sexy wife to roll over. Here again I knew that Sandro had departed from the original plan, since he drizzled oil on my sexy wife’s boobs and started to massage them, one in each hand. When his long expert fingers finally found her puffy pussy. "What? You didn't think I'd find out about the antics at the dance last night?" Well, at least not that quickly, Mr. Hardesy," I replied. "My ribs will be fine, though, thanks. The doctor said they're just bruised." You sure stuck your nose in a hornet's nest, John," Mr. Hardesy said as he guided me into his office. "Sit a moment."I sat and looked at my boss. I knew he was in his sixties and was getting ready to retire. He looked tired this morning."Are you okay, Mr. Hardesy? You look. “Come in, Teddy. And it might be better if you take your shorts off.”This was totally out of control. “Are you sure about this, Mom?”She responded, sounding imperious, “Yes, I need the practice.”Again the thought of rejecting her made me comply with her wishes. I untied the string on my shorts and slipped them down. I could already feel my cock start to swell. I gritted my teeth to try and quell my little man’s enthusiasm. I got on the bed and asked, “What do you want to practice?”“Reverse.