? Maybe they cannot get a woman through normal means.? Maybe they are hideous, and no woman will look at them.? Maybe they have revenge on their mind,...that they have to get out.? For me – I do not know.? It may be all of those.? But the reason that I feel – the reason I know, is that there is only one thing more beautiful than a perfect woman, if such a thing is possible to comprehend.? This is the beautiful secret.I know her name, but have not used it for so long that now I am not even sure of. She stopped down the building and said “welcome to my new house”. I smilingly responded and we climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor of the building where she stays. We went inside, she showed me the house which was 1BHK and then sat on one of the chair. I sat on a bag of clothes near to it. She asked ” how is it? “. I replied it’s good and had some conversion about rent, house owner etc.We were relaxing ourselves under the fan with mobile phone on our hands. Suddenly, she asked, ” why did you. I inserted my finger in her wet cunt as I was feasting on her and she moaned heavily now. I rolled her over and went on her, this time moving my head on her navel down to her vaginal mound. She closed her legs and said what do you want there? I told her about my tongue massage on her clit is it so? She asked and we have never had it all along. Well, allow I Manjula and I said and you’ll love it. Hesitantly, she opened her legs. She must have had a bath just before my arrival her cunt smelled of. Some of them never went away. “I mean, if you meant what you said. Then of course I would,” I said. She looked up at me. What happened next was like a blur of bodies. I was by her desk as we kissed each other. She pushed me back onto the desk as she unbuttoned my shirt. I started to undo buttons on her business suit. She reached for my belt, then began to unbuckle it. She reached in, grabbing my hard dick. “Already?” she said up at me. I nodded. With one hard yank she managed to pull my pants.