Ghar najdik hone ke karan, usne usi raat ko 11 baje mujhe bulayi, main taiyar hokar 11 baje uske door ka bell bajaya, usne turat hi darwaja khol diya,...mere andar aate hi darwaja band kar liya.Mere se aage chalte hue apne bedroom men aayi, mera to haal bura tha, magar ghar men koi nahin tha, idhar udhar ki batein karne ke baad, usne mere tane hue land ko dekhne lagi aur pas aakar baith gayi, maine signal pate hi uske gardan ko pakar kar uske honth ko chusna suru kar diya, french kiss karte hi wo. “And she’s really looking!” Steve said with a chuckle.“So… what do you say, big boy?” She asked blatantly.She was standing quite close to me now, grazing her fingers over my chest, abs and arms. She was switching her view between my eyes and my cock that was almost touching her tummy by now. I said nothing, but simply moved her fingers to my shaft and she gratefully wrapped them around it. As she did, I saw her eyes light up again and a big smile come across her. She knew my answer was. I inserted my finger in her pussy from behind, feeling the warmth of her vagina.. I satrted imagining what it would be like to enter this placem the place from where I had come and the place where onky my dad had been allowed in. I even shuddered thinking what would happen now if my mom got up right now, but then I brushed aside all dese thoughts thinking thag those who fear are not able to get what they want. I wanted her body, every inch of it, and I was sure that, the way I was feeling right. I had been on the verge of finally renting an apartment of my own. I was paying my parents half of my income for room and board or I would already have been able to afford a place of my own.Fifteen years have passed since that day and I still remember the shock I experienced when I got the news from my supervisor. She came into my small cubicle and sat on the edge of my desk. I didn’t have room for a visitor’s chair. There was no need for one. I wasn’t allowed to have visitors.She told me about.