He did ask about my condition, though. His questions, however, were merely about how the week in the Program went and did it seem worse for me than fo... the other participants. He honestly seemed pleased that it went as well as it did.We must've talked for hours. Before I knew it, the sun was beginning to edge toward the western horizon."Time to go," Mr. Walker said, rising to his feet. "Let's shower and head back."The shower was an outdoor shower. Basically, it was a shower head and handle. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. I could feel myself losing control of the car and I swerved, trying to avoid letting the soft shoulder suck me too far into the ditch. At last the car stopped my foot heavy on the brake. For a few minutes, I just sat in the driver's seat, gasping for breath and tightly gripping the steering wheel, as I tried to compose myself. Then, as my breathing stabilized I slowly started to get out of the car. As I shakily walked around to the front of the car, I thought. Ohhhhh.” I kept on doing this for nearly a minute when I felt her pussy walls squeezing my finger. I increased the speed of my work, “c’mon, don’t stop! Faster, Arfan, faster!” she ordered. I kept on fingering the living daylights off her as the busty whore moaned like a crazy bitch in heat. I loved the entire spectacle in front of my eyes - watching my colleague restlessly shaking her body - the best sight was watching her tits jingle in all directions. It felt great to be having such power in. She resisted and I loose her when she slapped me hard. I took her face into my hands and kissed her juicy lips which had a mild lipstick on it. She is getting a man’s touch after years. The kiss tamed her and I ran my right palm throughout her back and grabbed her ass and pressed it hard. She moans slightly then I ran my hand on her right boobs over her saree jacket then left, she released her lips and started to moan loudly and begged me to go soft. I removed her saree in the hall of the house.