She missed him and she wished he was home and not in Seattle. Of course if he were home she wouldn't be able to play with Chris and Bobby, but so what...? She would rather have Rick in her bed than Chris and Bobby any day. Chris and Bobby were just a wicked sexual interlude, just like the guys in the car pool.She gloried in the wicked, erotic, exciting and extremely enjoyable sex, but if she had to choose between it and snuggling up and cuddling with Rick, her husband would win hands down.. Mei ok mam bol kr chala gaya.Uske agle din mam ka phone aaya ki tum kal shyam ko 8 baje mere ghar aa jana aur unhone muje apna address de dia. Tho unke btaye hue address pe mei pahucha tho mam ne gate khola aur mam tho itni hot lag rhi thi jaise aaj unki suhagraat ho mera lund vahi khada ho gaya aur fir mam ne muje anadar bulaya aur fir mam kitchen mei coffee banane chali gai aur 5 min baad coffee laaakr meri goad mei bhet gai unke bhete he mera lund dhere dhere jeera goli se bazuka ban rha. The night of departure was a real eye-opener for Betsy because she managed to ensnare two horny males with very little difficulty. The first one was a teenaged youth with a fair share of pimples called Tommy.Tommy was eager to experiment with Betsy not caring if she was thirteen or thirty and he proved to have hidden skills with his tongue that convinced her he was a lot older than he told her he actually was. She was in no position to criticize because her back story was a lot shakier than his. “You okay Brad?” Dan asked.“I’m okay, Dad, just a little tickle in my throat.”“I’d love you to tickle my throat with your hard cock,” Brenda taunted to Dan’s ear. “Oh fuck, Dad, you’re going to make me cum!” Brenda whispered, “Uhh, uhh, uhh, umm!” She uttered, covering her mouth.“I’m next Daddy!” Diane added soon after softly pushing her pussy against fingers, “Umph, oomph, oomph,” she grunted, trying to hide her sensual cum in her hand.“Sounds like you girls are having fun back there,” Karen.