She was swimming by herself- topless. Her tits glistened wet in the afternoon sunlight. She saw me and waved, smiling, unashamed of her glorious half-...nudity. I waved back and lingered to watch the bathing Goddess. But she turned away and I was compelled to keep walking. What a fucking smoking-hot babe! I, and every other guy within a million miles with a pulse, was thinking. I imagined being in a secluded place with her and massaging a big load of my cum into those tits...I kept walking down. Mujhe bhi khana hai.”Komal kehti hai, “Shut up baby, woh tumhaare liye nahi hai. Woh sirf mere honey Tapu ke liye hai.”“Kya baat hai mom, itna pyaar Tapu pe”“Usne mujhe cheej hi aisi di hai, pyaar ho jaaye.”Goli khana kha kar chale jaata hai. Komal apne sexy aawaaz main kehti hai, “Mere honey Tapu. Aaj hum kaune room main soye. Jethabhai ke kamre main sote hai, bed bada hai, tumhaare luns ki tarah.”“Par aunty, papa kal subah aa rahe hai.”“Koi baat nahi, main usse pehle chali jaaungi. Aur mujhe. Oh how she wasanticipating the evening! She lit a few candles and turned out the lights. Shecould see the moon and stars from the skylight! Sheclimbed into the tub and sank into the warm suds,savoring the wine and the music. It was amazing howrelaxed she felt in a short time. She definitely neededto treat herself more often! After soaking for a while,she found the soap and body pouf. She began by washing her feet. Jake liked to suck onher toes so she made it a point to pay specialattention to. She smiled at me when she saw that I was watching. Another time as I drove a buddies conversion van on I-20 he and my wife where fucking on the fold down bed. All the curtains where open and even with the tinted windows folks could tell what was going on. That guy was named Eric and he fucked my wife from the time I got on the interstate near Atlanta all the way to the Alabama state line. I got off the highway there and we ate , then they fucked all the way home.Once after a pool party we.