"It's ok honey," said my father "everyone has to learn somehow." "I told your father how tight and sweet you're pussy is Billy Joe," explained my mother. My mother slipped her arm around my shoulder. I searched my fathers face for signs of anger, or disgust. She doesn’t love her husband, and she is not happy.We exchanged our numbers and we started talking day. I came to know that this marriage was done against her will. We used to talk for a while about life and things. She used to come on the terrace while I used to work out. I just wanted to bend her over and fuck her hard.Many days passed like this. She was all sweaty with dress sticking to her body showing her curves. I think she saw me checking her cleavage out. She complimented me that I have great abs and a nice body.She was wearing a salwar and I could see her cleavage through that. That’s when she asked me whether I am the boy who lives with the neighbor family.
That’s when our heroine came up to put washed clothes out in sun to dry.She was doing her work but I could sense her checking me out. It was summer so I didn’t want my shirt to get all sweaty.
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