Jo najara dekhi, main chaunk reg gayi. Mere saamne Jitu aut Suraj ka dost Samir khada tha. Uska lund pe lage lipstick dekh ke mujhe pata chal gaya tha...ki Jitu aut Suraj ka nahin. Main Samir ka lund chus rahi thi.Fir Jitu bola, Samir humara accha dost hai,hum use kuch nahin chupate. Hum dono ki kahani sunke usne tumhe chode ki iccha jatayo to hum log maan gaye. Bas mauke ki talash main the, jo aaj mila hai.Fir Samir aage aaya aur mujhe kiss karne laga. Main samajh nahin paa rahi thi ke kya. She laughed, called me a silly billy saying that why should she have all the fun when we could both enjoy it. We were in our 30s and both with good jobs, no c***dren, secure in our love of one another. We then talked for some time about the heels, if I got any I would want, I explained to her my meeting that she male in Germany and the shoes he wore. Now, I also had some magazines still from that period one title of which was called 'High Heels', I had kept them in my old army suit case, she. I'm intoxicated by the sight in front of me, this gorgeous 58 year old woman frantically rubbing herself in front of me. I begin to feel that familiar feeling as my balls begin to tighten. I’m sure Jenn senses it too as her frigging becomes more intense. Her hips are shaking, bottom lip is quivering, her pussy and hand is coated in her own juices. Her moans become louder but the whole time she is focused on my cock. Im not sure I can last much longer when I hear “ cum for me. I want to see. " she coughed, "Yes Jonathan." She took a deep breath ... and looked around the room skittishly.I sighed."You could start with what job you do, or perhaps where you go to school?"She started mumbling something at the table ... Her words were completely inaudible. I felt like a parent asking his teenage daughter how her day was.It was tedious."Sarah, look at me and speak up, I can't hear you."Sarah raised her head, causing red tresses to fall neatly around her face, haloing her pale perfection.