Ab apko meri ek sur sachi story apke samne rakh raha hu. Apko ye story kaisi lagi vo jaroor mail tru likhe mume. Mera id: Meri secretory se muje rela...ion hai vo unki sans ko pata chal gaya tha. Me kai bar secretory ke ghar jata tha. Meri secretory sunitha(dami name hai) ki sans jiko me aunti kahta tha vo hi rahti thi. Me jab bhi jata uske chahere pe muskan aa jati thi. Vo 50 age ki hai. Uske husbond kai 10 sal pahle gujar chuke hai. Widow hai aur umrah bhi 52 ki fir bhi badan aisa sexy hai ki. " On my honor Mick. Oh-eight-hundred at the company HQ, bring her along."As a squad leader/section chief I get a GP small tent of my own when we stay in the camp. I usually share it with Kat, but when I got to it, she wasn't there. I figured she and the other team members were still partying after the successful mission. I spent some time reading an old Heinlein book and was almost ready to call it a night when there was a scraping at the door flap. I was still mostly dressed, T-shirt, BDU. Maya was feeling a bit uneasy and shifted a bit and by doing that she I invited more mess, as her round ass globe directly hit Master-ji in his crotch area and she felt his firm Cock within his lungi poking its head. He also must have felt the firmness of her full ass. She blushed and giggled on her own thinking the hardness of his cock considering his age. Master-ji: Madam, it is quite lose at your back too. Ramlal, 7 strings at the back U and 4 strings on the side U. Maya nodded in. To protect the guilty, I'll refer to her as Chelsea. She was married to a plastic surgeon and lived down the street. She was in her early forties, around 5'6" tall and probably around 120 pounds give or take. If was obvious that she had had some work done, after all, she was married to a plastic surgeon. She and my mom were friends although not very real close.This particular day, she was dressed is a short jean skirt which really showed off her well shaped, tan legs. The white shoe string tank.