We exchanged a bit about personal lives etc and she told that they were from Gwalior.Later we exchanged our phone numbers and were chatting on whatsap....But we never made calls.She and her husband were working in top MNC in Hyderabad from past 6 years.She had resigned 3 months back as she wanted a break.One day she asked me whether we can meet.And on second Friday of October we met at Kargeens. Actually i was a bit late because of some bank work which my dad has told me to get it done as second. By this time my dick was quite hard and we rubbed up close to each other and kissed passionately with the smell of her perfume Magie Noire which was wafting around adding to the passion. I sat down and told her to strip which she did in time to the music and as she did she caressed itself. Then she came and stood in front of me and spread legs and I slipped my thumb inside her juicy wet pussy and she moved in time to the music on it with her eyes closed and savouring every moment. I then. I always worried that I would smell bad the whole day. Besides, if I did decide to go out for a sport, I would already be dressed and ready for practice without having to worry about being late because a class was held over. Coaches were notoriously insensitive to the realities of life.Since Allison was faced with a boring day alone she asked to tag along and get a little preview of what she was in for next year, so we headed over to pick up Mark and Shannon and all go out to an early. Mebbe we should put 'em ta good use. Whattaya think?" Bruce looked over at the porch where Francis was sitting, silently looking at the horizon, his knife still held tightly in his hand. He had been silent ever since he had got in the pickup. He looked up at the 3 as they approached him. Rick put a hand on his arm and lifted him up. He wrapped his arms around Francis, and kissed his cheek. "Thank You. For standing by us, and for all the help you've given us. For MY part, and, I think, everyone.