Like me, she was also ravenously hungry.“Why not? She must have been fucked royally in all holes and left in a hurry without even putting on a panty... or bra” I thought to myself.Again I had the feeling of Déjà vu, as I recollected I also left my home in a similar state when I landed here 19 years back. My three children came out dressed in school uniforms, hugged and kissed me and said Namaste to new Aunty.She watched stunned as my kids fondled my boobs while talking and playing with the baby.. “Oh, please, don’t,” she said breathlessly, her eyelids fluttering and her thighs quivering as it continued its exploration of her nether regions even as another tentacle encircled her pert breast, the tip teasing her hardening nipple in a like-wise manner.“No, oh, no, please?” she moaned, ceasing her struggles, unable to keep her hips from rolling as she felt undeniable waves of pleasure wash through her, her flesh growing warmer with each stroke and caress.“Oh my,” she gasped as she felt the. We both loved the experience. Here is one story from that time period. When my wife gets into her moods there is no turning back. A few years ago she told me she had purchased four tickets behind third base to Fridays Indians game. Her plan, get a suite at our favorite Holiday Inn, go to the bar and pick up two men she could seduce at the game. So Friday afternoon off we went to check in change clothes and head to the bar. It took us about 45 minutes and six guys to find two that wanted to go.. "Now you tell me. She'll probably call the police on me." So what if she does? You know you're doing the right thing. I'll bail you out if need be."I let her unlock the back gate, and saw I had my work cut out for me. The back yard was worse than the front. The fence needed work as well, some boards were broken and loose, and one whole section was sagging. Luckily, my tools were only a couple of hundred feet away, across the alley, and I was soon at work, determined to finish before the.