. ?” she started. “Never mind,” she finished, shaking her head. She started again. “I need your help. Not some other detective. It has to be y...u. Please treat me as you would any client.”Any client? Not likely. This woman was one of Seattle’s most prominent women. Her picture was in the paper at least once a month shaking hands with the mayor, the governor, or the president of a major corporation. Rumor had it that she had a finger or some other body part in any arts, politics, or business plan. She looked John directly in the eye, and then climbed onto the kitchen table. Her legs neatly together, feet resting on the kitchen bench below, she carried on fixing her gaze on him and started to slowly open her legs. The short elastic skirt rode up to reveal that she most certainly hadn’t put any panties on that day. A perfectly manicured triangle of thick black pubic hair sat on her mons, dense but trimmed nice and short. Her fat brown outer labia were small but puffy, and as her legs. He continued his breathing and I started to gently penetrate further into his ass. The more I penetrated my 6” to 7” cock the better it felt as his anal cavity gave way and opened for my cock. I could literally feel my cock pushing his rectum/colon open as I entered him deeper and deeper. I did not have to stop until I got all the way in to the base.My other lover, the one who fucked me earlier was sitting there jerking his cock as I deflowered the anal virgin. After I got all the way in I. My room was well furnished with a double bed, chairs, table, almirah, etc. There was an attached bathroom. Earlier used that room for their guests who visited there for few days from outstations. They themselves lived on the ground floor. Mr.Varma had two sons and a daughter, all of whom were married. His elder son was working in Dubai while his daughter was in Jaipur with her husband. There were only four members left there in their family, as the younger son lived with his father who worked.