Not being a stranger to the house I knew that everyone went in around the side entrance that led to the kitchen rather than the front door so I made m... way up the path that ran alongside the property. I passed a small window and for some reason that I can't possibly explain I looked in just for a second. My feet stopped in their tracks. My heart skipped a beat as a surge of blood rushed to my cock. My eyes had caught sight of Veronica standing in the doorway to the living room with her back to. Would he have allowed me to orgasm if he’d been in there with me? I gasped breathlessly as my climax mounted and flowed from me. Would he press his fingers to my mouth and smear my juices on my lips? My fingertips softly caressed my lips and my tongue peeked out to taste my own nectar.And I snapped out of it instantly. Wait! What am I doing? I can’t believe I just came while thinking about getting caught! I shook my head and sighed before heading to clean up. I grabbed my robe and my. Thus the fiction, this gift she gives to him, this ephemeral, impulsive thing that he will accept and treasure because he never knows when it will happen again.Her hands slide up her sides, fingers spread widely like she wants to catch the sensation before it can escape. He follows their path with his eyes, eagerly devouring her in the only way he is allowed. As if by his mental command, her hands drift along black lace and then above it. She is cupping herself, squeezing and releasing while. Ganguly couldn’t believe his luck when Savita started stroking his cock in her lovely hands. Soon, she had his dick between her heavy tits, and just when he thought things couldn’t get better, he got an idea. He said, “If you let me fuck you, I’ll give you the license!”Those were exactly the words that Savita had been waiting to hear, and working towards. But she wanted to tease Ganguly a little more and be certain of her license, so she pretended to hesitate, before asking him, “I don’t know….