First flickers ofpower dance through His body, raising fine hairs on mine. Low in his throat asound, growl, causing rumble of distant thunder somewher... in the hallway. This is what thedreams are made of, magic in touch, primeval forces turning matter into energy,as I climb the bed, without looking I can feel His body shining, dim whitelight making its way out, through his skin. I have always been drawn touncontainable force of storm, tingling energy riding on the wind as the rainapproaches. . ”“That’s okay. My mates wouldn’t believe me anyway, they probably think you ditched me at the door.”“Right, well… I should go. Um… I found your glasses, they were underneath me in the bed, I left them there on the bedside locker.”“Oh, thanks, I was wondering where they went to.”Finishing her coffee, throwing the empty cup in the bin and retrieving all of her stuff, she keeps the dressing robe on as she heads out of the hotel room, before realising that there was one thing she still didn’t. Fuck me hard." I did. I rammed the dildo into her already juiced up cunt and it went in all the way the first time. I've never heard a woman scream with such joy and passion before. This did nothing but make me screw her even harder. I started ramming and ramming. I tried straight in and out. I tried twisting and turning. I tried giving a little and then a lot. Finally I just fucked as much as I could. She seemed to enjoy it all as did I. I had finally fucked the fine pussy I had coveted since. Udhar se message ane ka wait karne laga. Kuchh der bad hi udhar se message aya ki good night and sorry for everything.Maine unhe puchha, “Aap ke husband aapko kuchh kahte nahi?” Toh unhone kaha ki unke husband ki death ho gayi 10 years pahle. Ab gharpe woh aur unka beta hi hai. Maine bhi ok kah diya. Unhone bhi mere bareme puchha toh maine bhi bataya par fake identity se. Main job karta hu aisa waisa.Aise hum dono ek dusare ko ek dusare ke personal life ke bareme puchha aur badme hum so gaye. .