I walked back to the BBW. I told her how gorgeous she looked in her tight blouse and spandex with a camel toe leaving just enough to the imagination. ...She licked her full lips. She liked the attention. I said I was turned on when she checked out my guy’s ass. I told her his name is Tom. I asked if she liked his jeans and ass. She was 10 years younger than me and likely didn't know the fun of button fly jeans. She just liked his ass. I asked if she wanted to meet Tom and Stanley, Tom’s thick. I can see her thighs completely. If she lifts her saree a little bit, I can also have a glimpse of her pussy. Suddenly my dick became hard. I diverted my looks and thoughts and continued talking to her normally. After a few minutes, I stood up and walked away from there.’ 2) By My name is Anchal Vora. I am a daughter, a wife, and a mother to a boy in his early 20s. This is a story about living with my three husbands under one roof.‘Rather it was increasing as if someone was forcing their way. The van was comfortably equipped. Though not as elaborately as Adelaide’s, the couches were well stuffed, thick curtains hung at the windows, engraved mirrors adorned the walls and a three-jet gas lantern hung from the middle of the ceiling. It provided the girls with accommodation and their dressing room for the shows.There was a tap on the van’s door. Vesta answered it to see Sasha, one the engine stokers, standing outside. Ginny watched as the two had what seemed to be an urgent discussion. I was having a boner and Riya was sitting on it. I felt her navel and pushed her onto my boner and crushed her ass on my boner! And not only that, I gave a peck on her neck in a sudden surge.She quickly stood up and turned and gave me a look. Then she sat on my lap and we looked eye in eye. “If this is what you wanted, you could have asked me straight, dumbo!”, she said. Then she took my index finger in her hand and put it in her mouth and licked it. Riya smiled and then kissed me on the lips.I.