We dozed, lost in that euphoria that follows great sex. Gently kissing one another, stroking cool skin, me fondling soft breasts and her my genitals. ...t was beautiful. The sun went, soft rain beat on the window as we rose, and together, we went down to the kitchen once more, flushing the evidence as we went! We raided the fridge, sitting at the table still unclothed, with cokes and slices of cream cake, smiling at one another, like naughty k**s raiding a sweety jar. Ros said there was much. ‘Excuse me, but I’ll have to get back to you later, maybe tomorrow,’ he said. He tossed his phone on the desk, walked directly toward me without saying a word, and pinned me face forward against the wall. He pulled my dress off, leaving me only in my heels, and penetrated me from behind, whether I was wet or not, but of course I was. Very. And the wetter I got, the harder and faster he slammed into me. ‘Faster, damn it! Faster!’ I commanded. ‘I want to feel you as deep inside of me as you can. Khel garba mere bade lund se bahu!Daya, bina muh babuji ke gaand se nikaale, Babuji ke lund ka hilate rehti hai. Aur apni zabaan Babuji ke gaand ki darrar mein gaherai tak ghusa kar. Unki gaand ko andar se chat te rehti hai.Babuji: Beta! Na! NA! Mera paani… uff… beta, paani nikal jayega!Jaise hi Babuji yeh kehte hain, to Daya achanak apne kaam band kar deti hai.Babuji: Kya hua beta? Ruk kyon gayi?Daya: Babuji, mujhe aapka beej chahiye. Is beej ko main aise hi bikhaarna nahin chahti. Yeh beej to. I was amazed at how quickly my cockhardened after I put them on. My relaxation was short lived. I began toworry again whether anyone would notice that I was wearing panties at work.I watched for panty lines on women all of the time. Would others be doingthat to me? Debbie had assured me that my trousers were too loose foranyone to be able to tell. I hoped she was right.I pulled into the parking garage, parked, and then headed outside andacross the street to my office building. People were.