I knew exactly what I wanted to do. A six-block walk from the office wasthe first place I'd worked when I moved to LA, a general music shop calledEva...s' & Co., while Dave's shop was specialized only on violin-familyinstruments.I wanted to go in for two reasons. The first was that I hadn't been insince I left, and I wanted to see how the old crew was doing. The secondwas that I hadn't played in any sort of group since I moved to California,and Evans was one of the shops where people looking. Unfortunately I can't promise that next week either. So enjoy it. As usual I have to thank the incredible Mikothebaby who also named this story, she's more than just an editor, she's one of my very best friends and I couldn't do this without her.Life has a way of throwing a monkey wrench into your plans. That's probably why I don't plan anymore. Before my divorce I was all about the plan. At work I strategically planned out everything that could go wrong in my department in the event of any and. Iqbal wanted to have sex, I too wanted to go all the way but was scared. So I thought that he can rub his dick on my cunt slit and clitoris, that can give him and me both pleasure.So one day after having oral sex when we were cuddling, I held his dick and started massaging it, it grew in my hand was hard within no time. I took it in my mouth and blew him for a couple of minutes. Then I lay spreading my legs, Iqbal came between my legs and started licking my clitoris.I said, “Iqbal, tum na apna. When I look down, I see that she is furiously pinching and rubbing her clit, fingers in and out of her pussy. I know that I won't be able to take much more of this, so I put my hands under her arms and lift her up to face me, taking her in my arms and carrying her to the bales where I first saw her. Laying her down on the blanket she had out, I sit back and admire the sweet body before me. Running my hands across her hot flesh she starts to squirm, she then reaches down and opens her pussy for.