One evening i went to visit her flat. As she opened the front door i saw she was wearing a very transparent negligee it was so transparent that her bl...ck bra and black panties were clearly visible. She took me inside me and i sat on the sofa. We started talking. It was there that i came to know that she was Nazia, and she was a widow with one son. She worked as a steno typist in a multinational company at Noida. After some time she got up on the pretext of getting tea. She went to the kitchen. During each of those morning walks, we discussed my days find from the previous day. On the first day after our skipped day, I explained that I had found out the name of the detective handling the Caroline, the not so good witch’s case. His name Jonah Goldberg. He had been a new detective. He mostly did the paperwork on the case. I found that out by reading a couple of dozen reports, he had written.Among the reports I found the interview with Professor Moorehouse. The Professor gave him the. Next day, she dropped me a text and she was talking everything else other than sex. I couldn’t control my urge to get her to topic and asked her to play a small game. I told her if I win, I get a quick short kiss from her and if I loose, well then its ok. She asked me, but why? I told her, I couldn’t stop thinking kissing her juicy lips all night. She agreed and we played but I lost. So I was quite but after few mins, she said. Oh I won, but I am not happy. I asked her why? She said, u don’t. She had an intense orgasm and when she finally found her voice, she said:“Thank you so much Irfan, I’ll never forget this,” she said and she realised Irfan wasn’t done yet.Seema knelt down on the floor as he sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Irfan’s cock and started to give him a blowjob. The strokes got harder and harder and Irfan acknowledged by moaning loud. She let his shaft out and started sucking on his balls, simultaneously giving a hand job.“Seema… (heavy breathing)… huh…. it’s.