They must have seen the quizzical look on myface wondering what they were thinking. It was Debra whospoke first.“I have a better idea since ther...e are two of us and onlyone of you and you can’t do both of us at the sametime,” she said. We three are going to get off togetherthis time. Sounded good to me. I kissed them both. “Ok. So what do we do?” I asked. “We are going to get out of the pool, but we are goingto do something slightly different. Ok, very. I mentally returned to the back of the speed boat only to observe the latest rants of our mutual friend Chris. “See? The future … the future is closer than what we think it is. Someday, someday there will be phones … in our cars, in our fucking cars. Someday, there will be a computer in every home, small computers that we can take with us … hold in our laps.” “You want to hold a computer … in your lap?” I smugly retorted. “I want to hold many things in my lap, my dear.” Chris was a flirt, even. Kissing the back of her sweet neck above her dog collar I reach down and push three fingers deep into her wet pussy. A profound orgasmic shudder passes through her core. She bends slightly at the waist so she can more easily push her ass back against the cock still hard up her shitter. She is naked and exposed from the waist up through the open window, tits bouncing with each pump. "Say hello to your neighbors", I tell her. I grab her by the waist, where the ass bump narrows, stopping her from. . I was too sad n desperate to hear their noises. I’m just 24 what I done wrong. God gave me this path . I moved from my dad’s home to city and my dad send me a huge amount of money for maintaining home.. I was quite relieved .I don’t care about my dressings I will be in home always except when I went to market and my son’s school. Tat time I wear white saree. I lose complete interest in sex. I forget about that at all. Years passed like a tide. Soon my son finished his inter. He was 16. My son.