I am wary about getting out of the car but the young man who approaches my window seems nice enough, so I roll it down. He leans down, bracing one ar... on the roof of my car, and smiles. "Having a bit of trouble?" "Um yes. I've run out of gas." I say. "Well we can give you a lift to the nearest gas station if you like. It's only about twenty minutes away." Still smiling. We? I look back at his car and see another man leaning against the passenger door. He must have seen my hesitation because he. All the time I was thinking what the young man looking at us was doing to his own cock as he watched us fuck like a****ls. My husband said he was not far from coming and wanted me to come first. I told him I wanted to be licked off. I faced the window where the young man was watching and put one leg on a chair and held my cunt lips open for my husbands wagging tongue. I made sure my huge bosoms were bouncing as I had an intense orgasm. I could not help looking directly where the young man was.. Nevertheless, when he asked, I made up excuses as to why I was in such a hurry. I recall the day it arrived. I nearly dropped the package and passed out from excitement. When John saw my reaction, he questioned me further, asking what was in the package. I lied, telling him it was a cookbook, and then ran into the bedroom.I carefully hid the package, walked into the kitchen, and pretended to be busy with the breakfast dishes until John left for work.After he left, I literally ran into the. My best friend lived not but a few houses away. She was the type of lady that every man wanted and most likely many ladies too. You could imagine my frustrations as she had labeled me her ‘friend’. I had been talking to her for the past few days as i had not much to do in this rather huge house. Today was different though, after our morning conversations about our obscure dreams and arguing to make her eat, she stopped messaging me for about two hours. I had no intention into thinking anything.
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