She came with me and we started watching the movie with me. It was just both of us in the room with the baby sleeping near by. Time passed on as the m...ain scene came i instead of watching the movies started watching her reaction and i saw that she was like dieng and pressing the pillow near by her and was behaving as if she was a part of the scene before wasting any time i put my hands on her back she said nothing i opened her hairs and then removed her pallu she was still quite than i gave her. Am I doing right thing? Peeping a bathing son. I come out feeling guilty.I am in a moral dilemma. Should I peep again in search of my answer? Is thinking about son sexually right? But, I cannot wash the imagined image of my son’s body. In the evening, while serving my son his dinner, I wear a low cut T-Shirt. Upper portion of my breast is revealed. He does not stare it. I wear my dress very tightly so that any man can see the shape and firmness of my hip.My buttocks look very sexy, my friends. “Go slow, and deep...” Ursi growled, her eyes closing as she enjoyed the sensation. She forced him back inside her, the pace she dictated was cruelly sluggish. She savored every contour of his member as she drove it deep into her twitching orifice, and Dennis winced, flinching as his cock met resistance. He felt Ursi contract around him as his head hit the sensitive spot at the end of her organ, burying her face in the pillows and growling into them. She repeated the process, pulling him out of. As I said, I had told Mary about Nancy and how she seduced me at the party. What I didn't tell her and never have to this day is how many times I visited Nancy after that day all the way up to my marriage to Mary. Nancy taught me to fuck. Now I had those feelings all over again meeting Donna.Ever since Mary and I got married I have been faithful to her. I never strayed once. But our sex life had been nearly non-existent the last couple of years. I'm sure that had something to do with my.