So i used to try and woo married ladies but i was always unsuccessful in it as they found me too young for their liking.This story takes place when i ...as in my 3rd year of engineering. I used to have a gf then and thats another story for another day. So i used to be on chat sites when i was not with her. There i found a married lady by the name of “Seema”. She was in her early 30s. We started chatting on a regular basis. But she was one hard lady to impress. At first we just talked about the. Sachme in ladkiyo ko apne honto pe kuch aur dimaag mein kuch aur palne ki achchi talent hoti hai. Apne mathe par ek bar hath mara aur uth kar khana khane chala gaya.Kuch hi der mein dining table par khana khane hum sab baithe. Khana paroste waqt uncle bole: Waah aaj poora table bhara bhara sa lag raha hai.Aunty: Haan warna bas hum theen log hi hote hai hamesha. Achcha hua aaj Akash aur Neetu aa gayi.Tabhi Neetu boli: Chinta mat kariye papa kal woh jo khali kursi hai uspar bhi koi hoga.Hum charo. I eventually made it to the trail in the woods. Once there, at least some of the wind was blocked by the trees and brush.I rode off the asphalt path and merged onto a mountain bike trail that some enterprising person had made. The trail wound over ridges, through logs, and around other natural obstructions. It was a great trail and it took me much deeper into the woods.A sign had warned me to stay on the main trail because a hunt was in progress. Every year, the county would allow bow hunters. ” He kissed her-hard. Heaven help her. She wasn’t supposed to enjoy this, but she was; enjoying every single delicious inch of it. She kissed him back with equal fervor, making him moan. Her legs tightened around him as she struggled to grind herself harder against his vigorous thrusts. The music of their coupling seemed to rise above the roar of the wind; the soft sighs, the moans. Again, he groaned in gratification, sliding his face into her neck, inhaling her sweet essence. “You smell.