When I got close I stopped and pulled out of her mouth. “What’s wrong?”, she asked, after coughing a few times. I decided to lie as I slowly cam...e down from the edge. “Oh, I’ll never be able to get off from just that.” I said, hoping she’d come back with renewed fervor. “Ohhh, well all you had to do was ask, mister”, I heard her move around and then saw her ass pressed against the hole, her clean shaved pussy and tight little asshole on display. I tried to stifle a moan as my cock twitched.. I want you and your cock always.”“Yes, but you look so sexy with my cock in your mouth. I can only imagine seeing your lips around another cock. Plus, your stories are hot, so I want to see for myself with a front-row seat,” I told Jenny. We then made plans for an outing.The day had arrived. Jenny wore heels, black slacks, and a buttoned blouse. That was a look she often wore at work or a family function, but for this occasion, she substituted a deep red lipstick for her typical gloss. She also. Twenty seconds later he'd be doing the old five-knuckle-shuffle and reaching for the Kleenex. This girl wouldn't let him; it wasn't that he didn't find her sexy - she was really hot. No, it was the way she looked at him, weighing him up like she knew what he was thinking. She looked so real that it would have been no surprise if she'd moved, said something, scratched an itch or pushed back a stray strand of hair. Man, this was fucking insane!He must have sat there for a couple of hours. Once or. Today she sat next to me on the couch and Smitha Aunty sat in fron of us when usually it was the opposit. So while talking, Smitha Aunty asked Shivani Aunty, “Aur bata apni sex life ke baare main.” I was shocked and so was Shivani Aunty, and she blushed looking at me. Smitha Aunty said, “Arre tu iske baare main mat soch, isse sb pata hain, bohot smart hain, isse mat sharma.” Shivani Aunty told us about her sex life. It was awful, her husband never satisfied her fully and she said she was.