I took no time in unhooking her red bra and threw it on the bed. We were still seated on the sofa and enjoying each other’s body, as she still sat o... my lap, or rather my erect dick, and said all sorts of dirty things as an alcoholic effect, which were getting me hotter and hotter.”Sala bokachoda…bohut maaza ayega re aaj raat ko, aaj tum mujhe chod chod ke ma bana dena, please.””Sure I will, u bitch”, I said as I kept feeding on her boobs. The nipples were erect and I had great pleasure in. Sweats were rolling down my face. She touched my face and wiped away the sweat on my forehead. She still had that killer smile on her face and that naughty look in her eyes. She moved close to me and slowly put her arms around me. Now I could smell the scent of her body lotion which was driving me crazy. My dick was hard as it never been before. She started kissing me on my lips and then slowly brought her hands in my dick.She grabbed it over my pants and looked into my eyes. She said ‘you have. Certainly she missed going down to the city, where she and John had spent many happy times. She thought she could do some early Christmas shopping, and finally, there was the encouragement from her mother, who had urged her to make the trip. ‘You have to confront your memories, dear,’ her mom had said. ‘At some point, you have to let it go. If it’s too much, at least you’ll know you tried.’ So she’d taken the boys to her mother’s, then gathered a carload of co-workers that Saturday morning. Your apartment is the penthouse suite of a downtown hotel of course, and the lab you've just exited takes up what was once the basements. The room before you is a study in minimalism, with a color pallet of mostly greys and blacks, sparsely populated by furniture, electronics, and short marble statues. Being a classics major in your bygone university days, you can't help but adorn your room in a fusion of Ancient Grecian and contemporary styles. It makes you feel refined, and at first it made.