Sharma, The old politician. We would go on dinner dates, I would talk to him on phone for hours and even my husband knew about it and had also met Mr....Sharma twice when he had to come to drop me home. My husband never complained or should i Say knew how powerful man Mr. Sharma was.I and my husband hardly had sex and I would chat all day in front of him to My lover. The financial status of our house was not good either and Mr. Sharma took charge and handed me cash and credit card. I would often. Geraldine began to touch Susie's skirtand the silky thighs that lay expectantly beneath, while Susie in returngently reached out to touch Geraldine's arm. After an hour of mindlessfinancial talk, Geraldine was tense, aroused and incredibly horny and sheknew that Susie was too. She watched as Susie put all of the documentsaway in her attach? case, folded her hands in her lap and looked acrossthe ever decreasing space between them. "Well this was my last call fortonight and I suppose I should go. The intensity of her first orgasm paled by comparison to the one she had as she felt both dogs begin to flood her passages with their hot cum."OH YES!!!! FUCKING RIGHT, CUM YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, FILL ME WITH YOUR SPERM!!" She screamed, "OH FUCK I'M CUUMMMINNNGGG!!!" Her hips violently thrust forward and back as she clamped her vaginal and anal muscles around the cocks in them and tried to squeeze every drop of cum from their balls as her own orgasm started to subside. Big Mike and Pete moved to. "Our bodies were still bare from the night before. The sunlight streamed through the blinds, glistening over our bodies. The light had caught his brown eyes just right, causing them to sparkle. His cock was hard against my inner left thigh. He kissed my neck, and his right hand wandered down my side to find and explore my warm, wet pussy. He slid his fingers inside. My hands combed through his hair and wandered down his back. My fingers traced his spine. When John started to curl his pointer.