My father when they met used to tease him telling that he is lucky as he can see boobs whenever he wanted. Once my father had to go out of town for a ...month on a business trip and my brother had his exams so he couldn’t come home. My father asked vashishth sir to let me stay with him and he agreed.He only had one bedroom home so we had to share bed, the he told me that he used to sleep naked and would also sleep that way if I didn’t have any problem. Anyway I was always fascinated by him so I. ..i went out of my bedroom for the first time sinece yesterdays embarressment.I walked around he living room looking for the towel no luck i thought get over jus act like nothing happend , i did get over it for a while till i started cleaing again i decided to once again clean his room this time the towel was in clear view on his bed.... i reached for it and picked it up a note fell out it read " here you go mom have fun" I smiled what a bastard he's teasing his mom? i grabbed the towel... it. In the story, the idea of the woman being fucked like a common whore drove her husband crazy with lust. As Jan looked at the history section she saw that her husband was reading all of these types of stories. Apparently he liked them very much.Jan told me she found out later that John absolutely loved the idea of seeing her being "plugged" as he called it by other men. But reading this first story started it all for her. She told me she couldn't believe her John was reading this shit. But as. He forced himself to loo0k away.“Oh, it looks like a grill.” she noted, looking at his parts scattered around the patio.“Yep, a barbeque pit.” he replied, and placed the brick into position. Troweling the access mortar off, he slung it back on his pan. He fought to focus his attention on the task at hand but lost the battle as his eyes wandered to the sandals with painted toe nails peeking back at him. He did prevent looking up as he knew doing so would hypnotize him.“How tall are you making.