.i turned my head to him and said "please fuck me i want your cock inside me". . . .he just smiled and okay he helped me stand up and he took me to th... "black room" it was sound prof he taped some paper on the window so nobody could see in....after taping up the window he turned and looked at me he asked me if it was going to be my first time it told him "yes" the smile on his face got even bigger and did my cock he asked were do you wanna start i said anywhere he put his hand on my thigh close. I couldn’t wait to try my luck with her, and had us both stripped down in no time. I didn’t want to 69 as I wanted to watch her sucking, so I just kept hinting and kind of nudging her head down to my crotch. After a few more minutes of fondling she finally headed down to my cock and grabbed it. I remember taking a deep breath as I figured if she was going to figure it out, it would be right about now. After a few strokes in her hand, she dropped her gaze from my eyes to my cock and opened wide.. She craved to be fucked by a man.Her husband wasn’t satisfying her. Most of the time, he was too drunk to get up and when he did have sex, he couldn’t last a minute. Amrita was sexually unsatisfied and her mind and body craved a good fuck. She thought she deserved it. After all the hard work in her life, she deserved a man to take care of her needs.She was almost about to please herself, she felt her legs getting warm and moist, her hand sliding unconsciously toward her clit when she heard a. The conversations you shared, sprinkled throughout the weeks as you waited together at the printer or by the cooler, were always the bright spot of the day, and she'd seemed to enjoy them too. But then again she was bright and bubbly, and seemed to enjoy everything. Her stunning face, framed by flaming red hair, looked even better when she laughed.But what was the point? She hasn't had a boyfriend while you've known her, and when you asked why she said she wasn't looking for one. It was clear.