Both of us rocking back and forth across the handbrake. It wouldn’t do, in this car it was not comfortable.“Wanna go inside?” he asked. All I ha... to do was smile. The engine shut off and the doors were locked his hand rested on my butt cheek leading me to his house. It didn’t take him long to find the right key when he pushed me against the wall in the wall ways. He grabbed my arms and raised them above my head. I felt so vulnerable yet so free at the same time. Nobody had ever kissed me like. She was my dad's trophy wife before he disappeared, but she's very capable in her own rite, being able to start and run one of the more successful spas in the local area and keep her income flowing, even though she didn't need to. She's about 5'5, and even though the looks have faded a bit, you can very clearly tell she used to be supermodel status, and she's still above and beyond most others in terms of looks. I've always secretly lusted after her, but felt an intense amount of guilt over. Fuck girl," I said to her.I began rubbing my nipples through my shirt as I stared down at her. Her green eyes, her dirty blonde hair, her smooth creamy skin, shapely legs, and her perky little tits. Becky wasn't that bad and she sure was enthusiastic. I had to teach her some respect though. I grabbed her by the arm forcefully and stood her up. "Oooh Bryce!" she moaned. I flipped her around and pressed her hands up against the tile wall near the sink. I then pulled her shorts down to reveal her. After function is over Madhuri come back to her room and changing her Saree. Room which Madhuri stays had middle door and her boss take chance. while Madhuri was on bra and petticoat her boss come and grab her. then how he fucked her story she narrates me. i ask r u happy with sex with boss she smiled. we decided when we go to parties Madhuri will show her cleavages . i like that all other man looking or follwing her in party. But after one incident we decided not to show cleavages . in one.