Now there was a guy who could really play the guitar,’ one of the men laughed. ‘Josh, have you ever heard of this guy Cecil Mundy?’ Earl asked.... ‘Yeah,’ I could only agree, my moment of glory over, ‘no one plays as good as Cecil Mundy.’ So, that’s how it went all through the World War II years. There was always someone to take the wind out of my sails and keep me humble. I grew sick and tired of hearing about Cecil Mundy. How good old Cecil played. How I could never play that good… At the same. Maine apni age ki stori mere boss ki biwi ki chudai ki stori likhi thi ajbhi mai usko jamkar chidta hu. Vo vaise haihi itni sexy ki usko dekhtehi mera land khada ho jata hai. Me jabbhi unke ghar jata hu to akeleme ragini bhabhi ko chode bina ata nahi hu. Meri dusri kahani bhi unke gharsehi start hui hai ekbar aisa huaki mai boss ke ghar par gaya tha maine bhabhi ko puchha ki apka phone kyu band hai to bhabhi ne kaha ki phone kalse band ho gaya hai lagta hai line me kharabi hogi to maine line ko. The tip of her tongue reflexively dipped out to lick the lip that he’d just tasted. He bent forward again, this time feeling the kiss hungrily returned. Their lips continued to taste each other as hands began to roam. His wet body pressed against her fully clothed one. Her soft hands slid up his back to entangle in his dripping hair. As the kiss ended, he hugged her closely to him, enjoying the sweet scent of her hair. As the two looked at each other, questions were raised and answered without. We continued our wild weekend rides until Lou's wife asked him to stop for their kids' sake. Lou often took long rides alone, especially to small lakes and bucolic pools where he could skinny dip. He often ran into some surprised people who expected to be alone. I'll try to paraphrase one of the stories he told us. Bev enjoyed hearing of his sex exploits and admitted she would get off on them. Yet, as she just showed, she rarely shares her sex tales. I KNOW she has some hot stories to share.