“You said you loved her.”“Yes, Ma’am,” he said.“How do you feel ... if she really is pregnant, I mean?”Bob opened his mouth. How could h...e possibly explain how he felt? If he had hours, maybe. But he didn’t have hours. He knew that.“Nine months ago, I lost my wife and five year old son in an avalanche,” he said. He saw something in Linda’s face. It wasn’t pity, or horror. It was more like ... interest. He didn’t understand that look, but went on. “I didn’t think anything like this would happen.. (Unknown to me hubby had now snuck down from his perch as he was not going to be deprived of what was going down, that being me on my best friends pussy, but hubby is well trained so to speak to respect my encounters which he has participated in many times but only once invited so for now he was a rock hard cock in one hand and camera in the other hand observer that I didn’t have a problem with.)As soon as I messaging her G spot along with my skillful flicking of her clit and licking her pussy. Aunty: Haa wo to hai. Lungi bhi kharaab ho jayegi. Abhi to beta upar kuch mat pehan-na, aur neeche half pant rahega na tumhari pant ke andar. Usme karte hai saaf safayi.Main: Nahi aunty, pant ke andar sirf underwear hai.Aunty: Arre waah! Chalo fir usme hi karna saaf safayi.Main: Aunty abhi sach mein mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.Aunty: Arre kuch nahi beta. Karo yaha tum. Aur main hi to hu, mujhse mat sharmao.Aisa lag raha tha, ki wo lund ki bahut bhookhi thi, aur mujhe poora nanga karke hi chodhne. Sniffs its scent before discarding it on the passenger seat, leaving me naked, heeled and collared. Leaving me to walk home, one juice-slick thigh rubbing against the other with each step, cunt throbbing, arse wiggling, the soft purr of the motor behind my only company. I hope she was pleased with the way my arse wiggled for her. Paradise PlaceGrained and knotted wood abrades my knees, my palms and fingers caressing their varnish as I crawl. Head raised, buttocks wriggling, breasts pendulous.