'If you need a seat you can squeeze in here.' He stood up to let us in. I said to Polly, as she sat down, 'I'll get the drinks.' and went off to the b...r.It must have taken me at least 15 minutes to get the drinks and when I returned to the booth I expected Polly to be sitting on the end, or at least one seat in but she was sitting in the middle of the booth. She had 3 guys either side of her. She looked very flushed and she was just fastening a button on the front of her blouse. I was. .none.Over the next month, she worked on her tan, being careful not to burn herself or freckle too much. At 38, she looked pretty good. She had recently cut her hair shorter, giving her an "artsy" look. She wore glasses most of the time now, but gray hair wasn't showing up yet, and her figure remained...thirtyish. A few extra pounds, but considering two kids and the available time for exercise, she looked pretty darn good, better than almost all the other moms she saw at the Elementary. She started sweeping the open space in their lawn. She was around 5feet 3inches, slim by waist but with good assets. She was wearing a red color chudidhar that day. As she was sweeping, I could see a little inside her cleavage. She was wearing a white colored bra. I could not even wink or breathe…. She was having hair till her waist and tied it like a pony tail. Glad that she was not wearing a chunni when sweeping. The window made a little noise due to heavy air but she did not notice me. She. It was completely random that I found a man, but I was fine with it because frankly my pussy needed penetrated in the worst way, and not to promote a stereotype, but honestly, I was hoping that Oronjelo was a typically well hung African stud.I didn’t realize how much work it was going to take to get things going though. Eventually we started making out and I was getting quite worked up and really felt the desire to get down to business. I don’t have to worry about getting knocked up but then it.