If she came back naked, she would be his until midnight. She was gone several minutes. He had plenty of time to have second thoughts. Finally he began...walking towards her room. She had left the door open, something she never did. He could see the mess on the floor. It seems like she had a habit of dropping her clothes on the floor when ever she took it off. She was sitting at her desk, doing her make up. She had he side towards the door. Apart from pink socks she was naked. He had known that. “What about your husband?” I asked. “My husband is working abroad”, she replied.I gave her a packet of sweets that I brought and said goodbye. I could barely take my eyes of her body. I felt very attracted to her. She was in her late twenties and was fair. Her assets were very impressive. She wore a red saree with a light yellow blouse. Although she tried to conceal her assets I managed to figure them out. Her big juicy boobs and large bulging ass would make any man turn on. She used to work in. Especially the moans…. There whining little k** moans only persuaded him to fuck the shit out them and thats what Adam was doing. ‘Oh shit!!…. Oh fuck!!!…. Oh my God!!!! Kyle fuck me!!!….. OHhh….Ahhhh…. MMMMmm!!!…. Yeah dude fuck me!!!…’ Adam went on screaming obscenities to his fucker and it was all music to his ears. He felt the boys ass milking his whole 9 inch length and couldn’t get enough of it. He wanted so badly to knock this boy up and make him his bitch for life. The sweat poured off. It’s just that, well, how can I put it, I've never done it to anyone else other than my dearly beloved, which is just as well as it tends to have the wrong effect on me, let alone her. It's normally a Sunday afternoon thing and we keep it as a special event. Why? Because I find it very difficult to avoid things getting more than a little out of hand. We usually end up screwing like it's going out of fashion. And now I was being asked to do it on Sam. I knew it was going to cause a problem and.