Sorry guys, I didn’t tell you about me. I am 19 years old and 5.7 height with a 6-inch tool. Her name is Shruti. Her age is 33 her assets are 36-24-...36. She is a hot sex bomb I think her hubby is not lucky.She went into the bedroom and wore a mini pink nighty without bra inside. She opened the bedroom door and I was seeing her without blinking my eyes. She was like a sex goddess. She came near me and sat beside me. I kept my hands on her thighs and pressing.I planted a kiss on her neck and. " "You bet", I replied. Our wives worked together as nurses and wouldn't be home for several hours. I knew my wife would be mad if I was buzzed, but what the hell, it was Friday. We stopped on the way to buy a six-pack of beer and a pint of Jack Daniels. I was slightly leery of this because of a possible DUI getting home, but also because I get a little crazy on the hard stuff and am liable to do anything. Jim was driving and pulled into a little remote parking spot surrounded on 3 sides. Gerald Claxton’s face was just bursting with pride and beaming out an irrepressible smile that threatened to cleave his head in two around his mouth. As the choirmaster clapped and smiled he was telling himself that they must certainly have that trophy in their grasp now ... surely! ... but despite the audience’s adulation over this girl with the voice of an angel it still wasn’t enough to win them that coveted First Prize Trophy! It wasn’t even enough to get them into third place!As for Jessie. Streaks of mascara run down your cheeks." I paused to savor the moment. "Before untying you, I run my hands on your body, checking for reactions, as if I was mapping out the most hurtful areas. I cannot resist touching the puffy nipples; brushing my hand across your chest and then grabbing your tits forcefully, examining the scratches, letting each mass of flesh drop to your sexy belly," I added, almost dreaming. "My hand goes between your legs, exploring the distended cunt lips. You are open.