With that, I sort of dismissed her but when she turned to leave my eyes were once again glued to her fantastic ass swaying sexily on the way back. We ...ad tea and discussed our strategy for two hours. After that, My partner left to the factory site and I stayed in the office. I really didn’t have anything to do. I was just looking at the area from my third floor full-length glass wall. I saw Lakshmi walking on the road. I called her number. Lakshmi: helloMe: it’s me Sarma from the third floor.. Me : last time kab kiya tha ?Sharmishtha : 2 saal pehle .Me : aaj tujhe pure do saal ka aanad dunga .Aur maine apni 3 ungli uski chut me ghusa di aur fingering karne laga . Sharmishtha ” aaahhh aaoii maaa ooohhhh ooohh maaa ” dheere dheere aahe bhar rahi thi aur puri tarah se garam ho gayi thi . Ab maine apna phone nikal aur video mode pe lagaya aur car ke dashboard pe raha . Ab maine fingering aur tez kardi , Sharmishtha ” aaahhh phhonee haattta aaaooo aaahhhh ppplllll zzzz rrreeec ording nahi. However, certain things are just… seven circles of twisted fucking hell kind of wrong, ok? If that wasn’t enough, there was little doubt Aunt Mireille would relish the opportunity to berate her yet again for letting her 'sinful cunt' dictate her romantic decisions rather than propriety and family duty. So fuck the both of them, particularly Gabriel in his perfectly formed arse with a rusty wrench.Even so, continuous adultery be damned, a frustratingly obscene and instinctual part of her wants. I was also feeling aroused as I walked up to the door. Mrs. Banks answered the door and I knew I was going to have a hard time playing it cool as I had planned. She was wearing a blue bikini top and one of those gauzey sheer wrap things around her waist. The top was not too scandalous, but, having watched those breasts all week, it was torturous to see them on display like that.“Joey!” she said with an enthusiastic smile, “It is so god to see you.”“You too, Mrs. Banks.” I kind of mumbled.“Oh,.