She held me tight, her pillowy breasts rubbing on my chest as the pleasure flooded out of me.“Shit,” I groaned, panting above my wife. “Shit, sh...t, shit.”“Wait until tonight,” my wife whispered in my ear. “Tight, teenage, virgin ass. Mmm, you’ll love it.”“Shit,” I groaned, my dick still hard.My wife giggled beneath me.Work went by in a daze.I stumbled through the humdrum of the office. I wrote my reports without really knowing what I was typing. I gave a presentation that I didn’t remember a. I turned and went down the small hall to my room, my erection leading the way.Curiously, the air conditioning was one item that Polly hadn't updated. There was just the one gasping little window unit in the livingroom, though I thought I detected a slightly higher pitched sputtering coming from her bedroom. My room had a ceiling fan, turning lazily, with a creak on each rotation as a taunt: hot! hot! hot! I opened the pair of windows in my room. There was certainly no danger of letting any cold. Pechan theke mayer pachha, uru, komorer shobha aar dressing table’r aainai dekha jachhe dabka buk aar haalka chule dhaka gud mane bhoda (jonee). Gaamchha diye ma bhalo kore pachha, chul, bagal muchhte laglo. Er por gaamchha deye gud (jonee) khub bhalo kore muchhlo. Ekta perfume spray korlo sharirer bibhonno jaygay. Ware-drob er dike egiye gelo ma. Oh aami ki drissho dekhchhi! Ma puro nangta hoye gharer moddhe hatchhe! Emon drissho kalpana kara jay? Ekta petticoat, blouse, bra ber korlo. Her smile was very cute. still I was afraid to talk her. but finally I told Hello to her. she also said hi. I asked her where she is going; she told that she is going to Delhi. I told I am also going to Delhi. Then we inquired about what we do. from where we belong. while taking her I was staring at boobs may be she noticing that but she was very comfortable. Then after 10-15 min chat. she told that she want to sleep. I was not ready to sleep. I was want to talk her. but what can I do. the.