”Alex had taken a few steps towards the tree to take a closer look at the woman “Who is she?”“I don’t think anyone remembers.” I shrugged ...nd started rooting through my backpack. “You want some?” I asked a few moments later holding up a can of ravioli and getting a nod.While we waited for our dinner, Alex and I took a look around the cabin, and I told my friend what little I knew about the place. The symbols carved into the walls in whorling lines were the main reason historians were so. I only suspected she might be unfaithful to Dad sometimes, not having seen anything myself to confirm it. Therefore all I had were my fantasies at this point, which I secretly enjoyed, but I still knew I'd be horrified if I ever discovered she'd had someone else than Dad in reality.Mum used to see a certain optician, Mr. Miller, in his shop up the road. I'd never liked him at all, having been there a couple of times in the past when we'd been for our eye tests, and I didn't like his attitude.. ‘Fuck… I need to cum so badly!’ she moaned as her fingers were driven harder, deeper and faster into her pussy. Nothing she did however was enough to push her over the orgasmic threshold. She knew the best way to cum was to have someone like Ron’s hard pulsing shaft driven into her twat. As she fantasized about Ron driving his rod into her, a sudden euphoric sensation ran through her spine and made her tremble in relief as her juices ran through her body and out her convulsing pussy.‘AHHHH!. I am Vivek, I am 31 years old now. I am from Chennai. A typical Chennai guy. This incident which I wanted to share with you happened almost 4 years back.The heroine of the story is Sushma. She was 34-30-34, 57kgs and 5.4 inches tall. Fair color. She was working with the customer service. I came to know her through Facebook, I gave friend request and she also accepted. We just started with hi, hello and stuff and it went on like that for a week.One fine day, I asked her for her number and she it.