Ye kahani aap desi kahani dot net par padh rhe hai.Unka flat mere flat k opposite tha but doosre building me tha, baad me mujhe unse phone baaton me p...ta laga ki unke husband bade mnc me kaam karte hain and bahar hi rehte hain most of time jisse unhe akelapan mehsoos hota hai.Ek din unhone raat ko 12 bje mujhe phn karke kaha ki unhe darr lag rha hai ki koi unke ghar me ghus aaya hai, toh maine jaldi se unke flat gaya, mujhe bhi halka darr lag raha tha, but jab mai wahan pahuncha toh darwaza. "Let me see how wet you get inside, Lisa". A pink pretty pussy opens up for my sight. Tasty and tight.Without a warning I lap up her juice and stick my tongue deep in her tunnel. With my chin I rub her mound while my hands hold her hips. Her breathing gets heavier and I can hear her moan. Lisa tries concentrate and not get lost in this teasing treatment. She does well as long as my tongue is only poking her pussy. I lick up and down her swollen love lips and I flick her clit. It sends her soon. A moment passed when I almost said I love you. I refrained from saying that, knowing that it wasnt the truth. But at that moment I did love him. I withdrew my kiss and continued slowly moving up and down on him. Now I really feel guilty, he said. Why now, I asked, smiling. Because this is the way I do it with Lisa, he said. Just hearing him say those words was beautiful to me. I looked up at the ceiling and continued smiling. Would you feel more comfortable if I went back to acting like a. Henry was a classmate at UMSL and the biggest blowhard, bragger, or twit that I had ever met. Actually, I think the phrase I used to describe him best was an ass. Have you ever met someone that you wanted to punch out just because he existed? That’s how both Jim and I felt about Henry. Henry’s family owned and operated four banks in the state. Two of the banks were in Poplar Bluff where the family lived and lived very well. They also owned the bank in Wappapello. They were better than well to.