Pete Munson was a fool. His wife was a gorgeous woman. She was much older than Katie, maybe mid forties, but like many wealthy women the advantages of... beauty spas, health clubs and personal trainers had had their effect. Despite her age she was as desirable and attractive as many women ten to twenty years younger than she was. Dana was taller than Katie, maybe five foot seven or eight and larger busted too. While my wife wasn't a small breasted woman, Dana Munson was definitely well endowed.. Aab mujhe bhut dar lag raa tha aage kya hoga samajh nii aa raa tha. Uske baad se mai jab bhi usse milta o ek tak meri taraf vasna yukta hokar dekhtaa mujhe ajjeb bhi lag raa tha aur gand me khujali bhi bdne lgi thi.Gaon me mera ghar bahr pdta h aur mere ghar k charo taraf khet hi khet h.Ek din mai khet ki taraf tahal raa tha to dekha ohh budhaa vhi ghum raa tha sayad use pta chal gya tha mai khet me hoo o mere paas aa k bola tum bhut ache lag rhi ho mai tumko chodnaa chahta hoo meri to saans hi. .. “I don’t know how many times I can tell you, Matt. They don’t need me in the band. I’m useless. I mean, you didn’t even notice I wasn’t playing, even when you say you were listening. I’m sure no one else did either.”“I’m sorry, man. I was listening, but I wasn’t expecting that, so yeah, I guess I didn’t notice. Shit ... Have you talked to Bruno and Carl about Skinner?”“Yeah, a few times,” he admitted quietly.“And?”“What can we do? None of us can sing.”“There has to be someone other than. On the train ride over, I could not stop thinking about the tongue pic. Was it Rick whose dick the red-head was about to lick, or a model? Did they actually have sex? Was he expecting to have sex with me as well, regardless of his 'no strings attached' vibe?I rang the doorbell to his studio. A tall, well-built, crew-cut guy in his mid to late forties opened the door and smiled handsomely and confidently. His grey eyes had a mischievous sparkle. "You must be Tanja," he said, smiling away. We had.