Her legs were long, fleshy, and milky white. I was mesmerized by their beauty and started feeling them with my hands and lips. After that, I folded he...r legs and opened them. And there it was. Her sexy maroon panty.Oh god! It had such a big wet spot in the center. My lovemaking to her boobs had got her really excited. I entered between her legs and started looking at her panty and that wet spot. Her milky fleshy inner thighs and the wet panty which looked like swollen at the center were inviting. . Pan ratree jast lagel pinya saati.. Detya ka..”Asaa mhanat mi mazaa haat lapavat tyanchya ughdya ball ver nela ni manukaa haluch cholu laglo… Kaku pan dole band karun mazaa get hotya.. Pan lagech banavar alyaa.. Ni bolya..“Ataa tar shakya nahi pan ratree dete taaza taaz garam karun.. Mag ataa sadhya bass haa.. ” ni tyani apla padar punhaa saral kela ni jevayla baslya…Kaku ani me ek mekan kade pahat jevat hoto kahi velat kakanch jevan avrun zalaMe:itkya lavkar avaral kaka tumhi?Kaka: ho mi. My wife said watch this , then she stood and unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the deck floor. She reached down and picked it up then folded and placed it on the table. She stood there in thigh high tan stockings and bikini panties. My cock started trying to get hard . The cage pulled away from my body. My wife laughed at me. She told Beth that men have no control and they are so easy to mess with. Beth asked my wife if she always wore thigh highs? My wife said she wears garters and. And I need the colour and make of car. Registration number if you can get it, too. I need it now! Ring me back. Can you do that for me?’ ‘Y… yes,’ she said, flicking her cell phone closed. She knew just how she could do that. *** His finger drew a small pattern in the spilt coffee on the breakfast table, like a child who was bored stiff. Except he wasn’t bored, it was therapeutic. Just like staring at tealeaves in an empty cup, wondering what the future held. ‘Want me to clean that for you?’.