This is my husband. Honey, these two boys were here earlier and I asked them to come back at 6:00 to talk to us. What!? was my reply, she knew I had n...o interest in this shit and that I would be irritated with the whole thing. Although, she obviously figured since I had just enjoyed an awesome blow job I might be more pliable. She sat them to my right on the couch and sat in front of them on the footstool. So, what was it you two wanted to talk about? she said with a calm confidence. Well, said. A man was about to empty his nuts in my mouth. What was even worse was that half of my mind knew that this was totally disgusting but the other half of my mind wanted to know what it was like. What did it taste like? Was it like the descriptions I had always heard? How much would come out? Would I be able to keep from vomiting? Then there was no more time to think about it. He leaned back slightly and starting to moan in rhythm with my pussy mouth. Then it happened. “Uhh, uhh, uhh, fuck yes, oh. Suddenly Anne though that this would be a great opportunity to keep an eye on them. ‘You win, I can’t let that happen to her.’ Now it was Don’s turn to be shocked, he had simply wanted to put her back on her heels a bit, he never expected her to actually go along. But then he thought, why not. ‘All right, now that that’s settled, I have lasagna to make for supper.’ He turned to go back into the kitchen but then turned back around. ‘You’re welcome to stay.’ He added with a smile. ‘Lasagna?’ She. Kuch der tak shop pr baitha raha vo mujhse baatein karne upara vo mere thigh imor lower back or hath lagta kabhi gal khinchta ye sab acha upar raha tha mein uski teraf aakershit ho raha tha. Pr sab normal tha sham ko sath ghar aaye or khana khaya dono fir ek bed pr sone chle gye kuch der tv dekha or baatein ki usne btaya ki vo mere aane se bahut khush h. Or chahata h ki mein kuch din yhin rahun. Kuch der aisa ji chla or fir vo khne upara ki main so raha hun tum tv dekhna chaho to dekh ko. But.