"Those men are staring at me John." Of course they are. Men like to look at pretty girls. This isn't the first time men have checked you out. Just ign...re them."My wife put her shades back on and closed her eyes. I could only imagine the men were daydreaming of fucking this curvaceous white woman. After another hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little outdoor hut we sat down on the stools and ordered a beer.The bartender didn't even try not to. I start feeding you, I don’t tell you what I make you tell me what I am putting into your mouth. In between feeding you I’m running my hands over your chest playing with your nipples, rubbing my tits all over you. I take some chocolate syrup and pore it on my nipples letting you eat it off. God it feels so good I don’t know how much more I can take. By now your cock is rock hard again and I still haven’t touched you. Your begging me to let you loose so we can fuck, I’m telling you how much I. His charisma and sincerity made him an easy guy to look up to as a role model.At home Jack was just as dedicated. He’d met his wife Diane in college and now twenty years later, they had two boys, Jack Jr. and Todd. Jack Jr. was a college freshman, and Todd was a high school senior, living with Jack and Diane in their beautiful home in one of the nicer neighborhoods. Jack worked long hours but still made time for his wife and kids. Diane was a research physicist at a nearby university, and. One Sunday when I was in my apartment suddenly door bell rang I saw my sexy bhabhi standing in front of me she was wearing tight salwar and leggings through which her boobs visible clearly. My eyes were stuck to her boobs only.She told me that she had problem in the tv so can I help her I said yes and went to her flat as I entered to her flat she showed me tv. As she was standing beside me I was staring at her boobs but I just checked but it was major problem so I told her to call.