’ That intense stare was back. ‘I want something to look forward to.’ Heat rose to her cheeks. ‘Ok.’ The twinkle returned to his eyes. ‘...Maybe you can finally buy me dessert.’ His comment made her snap out of his mesmerizing gaze. She gasped, ‘Are you using me, sir?’ ‘Not unless you want me to. I can think of a few ways to use you.’ A familiar heat pooled between her legs as he smiled mischievously. ‘And the lines are back,’ she shook her head disapprovingly, trying to bite back a smile. . I wonder what happen to them. We must have lost them last night. What’s that? Why were we in your room? We heard a noise last night and went to investigate. I heard something under your bed, turned out to be nothing. Sorry for dropping them in your room. You can throw them away if you want. There probably old. “I then felt the trophy wife tongue under my naked balls. She was jacking my cock and sucking my big hairless balls.I pulled my wife beater over my head and tossed in front of the door. I. He just said everyone was out in the sun enjoying themselves, so it was only right that I should have a little fun. I looked out of the window over the top of the half curtain that gave a little privacy when doing the dishes, and could see my husband and friends all stood around laughing and drinking whilst his loving wife was in the kitchen looking out at him whilst her young sons black friend was squeezing her large breasts and shoving what felt like a baseball bat up her butt crack. I held. As we were standing and talking suddenly it began raining. We sought shelter in a nearby shade which was used for storage of old farm equipments etc. By the time we were inside I was set a bit.So once inside I dropped my pallu after turning my back to Rajan and started to squeeze water out of it. When I turned around Rajan too had taken off his kurta and he was squeezing it dry . We stared at each other, me admiring his hairy chest and the muscles of his forearms and him staring at my gogeous.