Wo bike par mujhe kass ke pakad ke bethi thi..mujhe mazza aa raha tha….me baar baar disbreak mar raha tha…atleast hum pahunch gaye waha par…aur ...um ghumne lage…tu mene dekha ki waha par kafi couples ghum rahe the…aur wo hume baar baar dekh rahe the ..kyune dekhe wo lag hi rahi thi sexy….me bhi is baat ko note kar raha tha…shayad use bhi ye baat pata hogi…aur phir last me hum ansal ke garden me gaye…waha kafi coupls bethe the,…aur ek dusre ke kiss aur hug kar rahe the,…aur hum un sab ko dekh kar. He told me he was Paul.I told him he wasn't.Paul was about 60.He laughed and said he was pretty sure he knew who he was,then explained he was the son,and his folks were away in there apartment in Spain.Good grief.Did everyone have a second home ?As he spoke to me he was clearly looking at my 36dd boobs which weren't hidden too well in my John Rocha top,which was low cut.He made it obvious too,the creep.He asked if there was anything he could for me ?I know what you want I thought,but explained. . yes.. do that thing. yes yes yes.. oh fuck yes yes… Don’t stop aha aha don’t aha stop. Fuck me as you do.”After that, I penetrated her holy ass, saying, “Fuck that, take that bitch.”“Oh yes, give it to me. Cum inside me yes yes yes. Ohhh, fuck me.” I came inside her ass and she also cummed. We fucked for 1 hour and in many positions. I kissed her and slept there cuddled with her.In the morning when she woke up she gave me a blowjob for me to wake up. And then we both fucked. I left the room. Slowly, she picked the work and changed her fate quickly. It took two months to change the perception of my Manager, and I thought it was all over for me.But our friendship started to grow stronger. I liked her ethics, and I stopped treating her like a girlfriend. She started to share her problems with me. Later she told me that she was having a bad time with her hubby. Her hubby and in-laws are not kind to her.Sushma wants to work to support her parents and her expenses. Her hubby is not good,.