She had heard enough stories about this man and it bothered her the way her husband was treated.It was a Friday evening when the self-invited guest sh...wed up, bearing no flowers or wine or anything that would reveal any manners at all. He was welcomed, or at least he got that impression, by the slender woman with long dark hair and a magnificent bosom with much cleavage on display in the lowcut blouse that she wore.Carrying on a conversation, she kept Manuel well supplied with his favorite. Me: Je baat. Ab kapde utaar aur ghar ke kaam par lag ja, chal.Kusum: Nangi hokar?Me: HaanShe slowly stripped out of her clothes. And took the broom. I also removed my pants and roamed around naked as well. While she was sweeping the floor I asked her to come over and give me another blowjob.Kusum: Firse?Me: HaanjiA minute into the blowjob and I was rock hard.Me: Chal ab ghodi ban ja.Kusum: Kaise?I shower her some doggy style poses on the web and asked her to re-enact the same. She went down on. His weight pressed her down as he reached over and turned on the light by her bed. Look at me Phoebe, he said huskily. Her eyes met his and he pushed his hard, throbbing prick into her warm, wet cunt. She groaned and flexed the muscles in her pussy as he filled her up. He buried the entire length of his cock inside her and held it there for a long moment breathing heavily as he gazed down at her. Do you love me, baby? he asked. Yes, Daddy, she breathed as he began to fuck her slowly. Her hands. She even knew my tool size and I came to know her size. She used to ask me which color panty and underwear shall I wear. But we were within limits and never exchanged pics.Here comes the change in the story.One day she texted me that her marriage has been fixed. The dates were after three months. She told me that from now on we won’t be chatting all dirty things. It would not be good as she was getting married. I agreed to it and said okay we won’t do it from now.We didn’t chat for almost 2.