Phir mine niche jane laga aur usne mera head pakad liya aur kaha ke yeh mat karo wahan gandagi hai maine kaha chalega phir maine uski clitoris ko jeeb...se chatne laga pahle taste bitter tha phir thodi der baad maja aane lag phis thodi der chatne ke baad maine apna 7 inch ka lund uske vagina pe rub karne laga wohn ohhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh karne lagi phir maine ek stroke kiya woh chilla padiaaahhhhahhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhh……………………………………………maine kaha kuch nahi abhi dhire se karunga woh boli plz aram se. I could hear music playing and coming out of the room, and as I inched closer to the partly open door, I caught a glimpse of something moving in the far corner. It was Melissa and I'd hit pay dirt. Melissa was standing in front of her vanity, brushing her hair out and she was standing there in only her hot pink bra and matching thong panties. She apparently hadn't been planning to go out with me in the pants and top she'd been wearing when she came to the door. She'd taken those clothes off and. I could see she was sweating bullets from her forehead and she was trying hard to keep her face presentable. I asked her if I could get her some water. She nodded and I asked her to come and sit inside while I get some water. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water for her. She gulped it down the whole glass in like three seconds. I turned on the fan speed and told her she could sit here for a while, dry off and then leaved. She hesitated at first but finally she give into the comfort.I. We still occasionally had intercourse; however, it was now our needs that fueled it. We sat and watched the television, our favourite sitcom was playing. Was this the life I wanted I mused as we sat there like two strangers? As we watched, your head fell against my chest as you started to drowse. I could smell your favourite Dulce and Gabbana perfume. My mind went back to times gone by when that smell used to drive my nose and my senses wild. My mind raced through those memories as I was.