I could get lost in them forever. ‘Hi, ‘ she said, ‘I told you I’d make it worth your while. I thought you might like some company on this tr...p.’ While I sat there, stunned, she reached down to undo my seat belt, running her hand across my lap, feeling me already staring to get hard with the excitement of being with her. ‘Ahh… I think we can find a good use for this. Why don’t you slide over to the window seat so I can sit down?’ As I slid over, I asked, ‘How long have you been in San. I noted down the address and asked her that she is married and 9 p.m. she again stopped me in between and told me it is none of my business, come over at 9.00 p.m. i told ok to her and also told her that i would confirm once coming to your place at around 8.45 p.m. she said kasu jaroor nathi, avi jajo, but hope ke tame sache professional work karu, end of the day i am married and don’t wont to get into any kind of trouble as i haven’t got any kind of certificates of yours from anybody so far. She's almost 20 years older than me. But, she's all I can think about, and I'm all she can think about. It's only in these few hours per week we get to express it to each other.She humped faster now, her nipples pressed hard against my t-shirt. Her groans and huffing filled my ear, her arms tightly clasped around my shoulders using the leverage to pull her pelvis in hard against my throbbing penis. "Yeah baby, yeah baby, ooooh I love your cock pounding inside me..." she whispered in a stream of. She detoured to grab a box of tissues from the bookcase. Then gathered me up in her arms where I broke out sobbing again."Anna, baby. What wrong? Did somebody die?" I started laughing and crying at the same time. Which just made my face a bigger mess. She sat back, handed me the tissues, and gave me a look the clearly stated "Start talking girl." I pulled myself together somewhat and grabbed a handful of tissues and tried to clean up my face."No. Nobody died." I sighed. "I had a date last.