She was currently bent over her desk and Kevin got a full view of her magnificent cleavage. Her round, supple breasts were tucked neatly away and see...ed remarkably perky for a woman her age (Kevin guessed early forties). Her long, red hair fell across her chest as she raised up and Kevin could see her entire body, the sensuous curves rising and falling about her in such a powerful and sophisticated manner. She carried herself like a goddamn goddess and had all the right in the world to. . I looked at Sangita thinking she is not gonna like it. But she was all too happy to let them go “sure honey, take your time.” I was flabbergasted. Here is the woman who thought her husband was not giving her enough time and she happily lets him go with another girl who half the world knows to be his girlfriend. Thanks honey, I’ll be back soon. See you guys! Ajay said, and left with Preeti. I looked at Sangita, who nonchalantly closed her eyes, wrapped my arms around her waist and started. We both started in the rhythm, soon she started moaning aaahaahahhahah deepz slow I will die aahaaah saale bhosdike aaraam se aaa teri he hun maar mat aur bhi chodna he tujhe mujhe aaj poora mat phaad.Hearing her abuse was so good. Then I said chal saali too meri GF nahi biwi hai and biwi ko isi tarah maarte hain, aah abhi toh shuru hua hain.K: aaah aaah toh aur tej kar madarchod phaad inhe yeh sirf teri hain, nahi phada toh me kisi aur k pass jaungi.Me: I slowed emotionally, and asked her. As I grew older, we spoke less and less, as I always had something to be doing out with friends or whatnot, but she still called me every week or two and we'd spend hours on the phone. From childhood to the present day, she was still the closest friend I'd ever had.We walked into the house with my bags and she showed me the room she had prepared for me. It was small, but had a connecting bathroom and a nice view out the front window at the flower garden she had planted. There was a queen sized.