He told me I was a sexy blonde married bitch and that the blowjob that I gave him was the best he had ever had.He dropped down to his knees and tried ...o spread my legs. I cried in tears and pleaded no, trying to keep my legs closed, but he just pushed them apart very easily.I closed my eyes and just hoped this would not hurt and it would be over soon. He pushed my thighs farther apart as he smiled.Then he climbed on top of me and positioned his cock against my pussy lips. I felt wet; my own. I’m somewhat shy and it is not my nature to just go up to a man and start a conversation.After awhile, I put my pen down and got up to get a little more coffee and noticed he looked up at me. I liked the way he looked at me. Again, our eyes met and he smiled. I was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt and am in very good shape because of the physical work I do as a gardener for some of the rich people around here. I had taken off my baseball cap that I wear when I am in the sun and my blond hair. Fir woh raat ko humaare ghar main hi sone lagi baton baton main usne bataya jain sahab to kabhi kabhi hi usse lagte hain meri bv boli mere to din raat lage rehte hain fir unhone wohi bf dekhi or raat ko saath main bed room main chale gaye wahan meri thodi si bachi rum padhi thi pehle to usne mana kiya fir maan gayi meri bv khoob saare juice main rum daal ker mila diya or peete peete baaten kerne lage wo boli ki jain saab jab kuch nahin kerte to tum kya kerti ho woh boli ki yeh bhi koi poochne. Brittany welcomed me in, she was wearing one of those skimpy skirts and half a shirt. I was instantly attracted to her firm ass and huge breast. "You know.... I've seen you checking me out at the bowling ally".I was embarresed and started to mumble. She placed her finger on my lips and lifted her shirt. Her perfectly perky double C's were showing. "Now you know what they look like". She said in a seductive voice, biting her plump lips."Those, uh, those, they're nice" I said in awe, staring at.