’ He said, flashing his smile and dazzling me. ‘So you’re a lawyer? I’m a paralegal.’ I said. ‘No way. Where do you work, I think I would�...�ve noticed you if you worked in my firm.’ He said. I could definitely see him checking me out. This was going to be easier than I thought. ‘You think I’m going to give that info out to some stranger on a park bench?’ I said with a joking tone in my voice. He leaned into me. ‘What if I’m not some stranger?’ He said. He placed his hand on my thigh, gauging my. But I do remember Steve's groan of pleasure as he sank into me and the feeling of absolute freedom as he began to thrust in and out of me.I also remember that I wanted to give everyone a show, that it wildly turned me on to act like a insatiable slut for all to see. I enjoyed the feeling more than I can say and played the scene to the maximum.Later I was told by several friends that I looked so hot getting fucked, that several of Steve's buddies asked me to come home with them. I was flattered,. I smiled at her. "Hello, honey."She hugged me and kissed my cheek. "It's great to see you Lara," she said. I could feel her boobs on mine. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra underneath that top. But she didn't need to, because her tits, they're just lovely. They' not huge, and she isn't flat either. I'd say she has a B or C cup.We went and sat in the living room. We were quiet for a few minutes, but then, Ellen finally opened her mouth and spoke: "Lara, I need your advice. I don't know who. I was dressed in my sari.The door bell ringed and I found my husband very very happy on the door.“It’s time to celebrate!” He told me. I knew that he was working hard on a project and he might have got it. “We got the project. I received this information just before leaving the office.” He told me.I understood that what means celebrate to him. He does not enjoy any other celebration other than to celebrate with my sexy body. And to be very frank and to be very honest, I too like the same. This.