"But how can we? How can I? What will they say at the office?"She smiled that same mischievous smile and silenced me with one long,slender index finge... on my lips. At the same time, she moved her otherhand between my legs, inserting her middle finger in my love nest oncemore. I sighed deeply as she slowly, rhythmically fucked me."Shhh. There now, isn't that better? You know you can't refuse me. Youknow you don't want to. It feels so much better to surrender to me,doesn't it? Today I am going to. My plan was reckless, but it was going to work out fine… the floors in her bedroom were newly redone tiles, no need to worry about creaky floors as I crept in. I wouldn’t go in until her shower started and I knew that she normally had her shower on for about 10 minutes each morning after her run. I needed her musky thong so bad that I knew 2-3 minutes with her pussy in my face was all I’d need for my nut – plenty of time to get in and out.After contemplating whether to do it, I figured fuck it. I don’t think she wanted to be the last person wearing anything.To give fair coverage, I’ll go into the differences between Kyle and me, too. It might not be in as much detail. I didn’t spend a lot of time looking at him. Guys feel kind of gay if they do that.First of all, he was an inch shorter than me, but probably twenty pounds heavier. He had lots of muscle and I’m more of the lean, mean type. Then there was his hair. He looked like a fucking bear! I swear. His body hair must have been a. She usually comes at 11 o clock but she that day she has to go for some function so she decided to come early & just sweep the floor & do some kitchen utensils in 15-20 minutes & go.i didnot understand what to do as she started to do her chores.i was praying that abdul is delayed for sometime.i began thinking on some plan just in case abdul comes early.jab ek aurat ko kisse paraye mard se chori chupe chud wana hota hai to uska dimag aur tej chalne lagta hai.just in 5 minutes i had the plan.