It would someday be a hilarious memory - "Remember the time you almost loved me to death?", a jibe - "I smothered you with kisses, and you smothered m... with...", a ribald tale to share with intimate friends.That would be then, but this was now. My vision was becoming narrow, my lungs were on fire. The angel of death winked at me with one brown eye. I flailed, but the cords held my arms and legs immobile. Tears streamed from my eyes. Even as I felt my own consciousness slipping away, I did the. We started to kiss passionately and I took her up in my arms and she crossed her both legs around my waist, my hands were on her soft and perfect ass I was kissing her and trying to insert my finger in her ass. I started fingering her ass for few minutes that are enough for both of us go wild.She got down and started sucking my dick and this time she did it so passionately like she was sucking a lollypop. Then I turned her around and began to fuck her in doggy style. I inserted my tool in her. As I was waiting for her to return, I walked into the kitchen and saw all the empty bottles she was talking about from the night before. She entered the kitchen and said, "Yeah it was a wild night." I looked at her, and she had changed in to a pair of skin tight jeans and a crop top the tied right at the bust that made her tits seem even bigger. I said, "Damn, teach! You are looking good." She said, "You are so sweet, love. My husband never even notices when I dress like this. Do you really. I travelled every day by tube to my first job after graduating. I was in my early twenties and soon fell into a routine that saw me rise and leave, get to the station and stand at the same point and stand in the carriage at the same point, something we are all guilty off, repetition, which leads to boredom, perhaps that's why most of sleep during the commute.Well that all ended when one day, when I felt someone behind me stroking my bottom.It was something different from my usual start to the.