.or choot gili ho rahi thi……..main uski choot kai andar ki patli goli ko baar baar ragad rahaa tha….or vo uchal rahi thi……..uski choot ab ek...dum gili ho chuki thi…………..maine kahaa kyo randi agar mera laudaa hi chaahiye thaa toh intaa drama karnai ki kya jaroorat thi…………..vo boli tum haraami ho mai tumhe ek sharif aadmi samjhti thi or tumne meri kyaa haalat kar di……….Mai usko ulta leta diya or uski gaand par halke halke batkai bharnai lagaa……vo buri tarah garam ho gayi thi……..maine usko ek. The condensation runs down the outside of the glass, falls onto my cleavage, and runs slowly out of sight. We don’t know one another very well, but tonight I know we are going to learn a lot about each other. I finish my drink and you quickly get up to make me another. I watch you enter the house, go to the bar and mix me another margarita. My hand slides quickly under my skirt, running lightly over my panties, feeling the beginning of my arousal. I slip my fingers under the panties, stroking. For some unknown reason as she talked my cock seemed to stiffen, I was getting extremely turned on by the old girl, I didn’t usually fuck women this old but something was stirring and I was getting exited. She suddenly sat up and took her cardigan off as I made my way to the kettle to make another drink.As I looked back she was looking at me and we laughed for some reason. I walked over to her and put my hands on her tits from behind, “What the hell are you doing” she said, as I felt her tits I. You do what you're told and everything remains cool." But I hate what you're making me do." Nobody's MAKING you do anything." But if I don't you'll..." Well, it's your decision. I would think you'd be glad that, to keep your little secret. All you have to do is have an occasional roll in the hay." But that's... that's..." Business," he finished it for her. "You make me some money and I see your secret stays that way."He paused."Well, what's it going to be?"Resignedly, she picked up her purse.