We had a couple more drinks at home, then I noticed my wife nodding off. I took her drink out of her hand and she didn't flinched. Myself and John sat... for another 10 minutes or so before I said I was nipping out to the garden shed to get more beers.Unknown to him, I had parted the blinds slightly when we came home as I thought something like this might happen.I quietly crept out of the back door on to our patio, and had a clear view of where my wife was sitting sleeping.In no time at all, John. She likes a straightforward fuck every once in a while, but mostly we just masturbate each other, maybe every week or so. She doesn't like oral sex and doesn't like me to touch her bottom and anal sex in out of the question. That causes me to think about sex more than a man my age should.But that's enough about us. This story is about my niece, Katlin, who is still in high school. Katlin’s mom, Susan, is my wife’s younger sister. Susan’s husband, Jack was killed in Afghanistan when Katlin. Ajay’s Tale.This the final and concluding to the Saga of Ajay and Raja. I woke up from a deep sleep to feel a weight on my chest, something was brushing my lips and mouth and a hand was grasping my semi erect cock. None of these were strange or unfamiliar sensations. This was Ajay’s favourite way of waking me up in the morning. You have already heard the story of how I met Ajay and Raja. Of how we had a lot of fun together. Of how those times came to an end. This is now the story of the two. I think you need to steer completely free of men for at least a month. If this is love, what's the hurry?"She thought of her sister's works all night. Damn-it, has she done it once more? You ran from one crappy situation into the arms of a man, without seeing what lay ahead. You also did not take care of your broken heart. She wondered if it was really lust. "Oh no," she concluded. No man had ever touched her like that and made a spark go clear to her soul. No--one--it was love!The next few.