I told her that if she wanted she can sleep in my room. She told me that she can’t accept this arrangement as she is a servant and this would be tak...ng an undue advantage of the acceptance my family gave her. I said to her, “Nayna, I don’t find any problem in it and I am comfortable with this arrangement. I only want good for you”. I was desperate; I wanted her more than anything. She said that if it will be okay with my parents then its fine with her. I had to make her come sleep in my room,. I was ready this time and didnt hesitate. I drop to my knees and unzip his shorts. I pull out his beautiful cock, just like I remembered it. I take him in my mouth, probably more eagerly than I should have as a happily married woman. I sucked him fully hard before he stopped me. Surprised I looked at him. He had a strange expression on his face as he stood me up. He starts to pull up my skirt when I stop him. What are you doing? I want to feel your pussy, you want drugs. Win win. His smugness. “You enjoy yourself! It’s what you’re here for!”The rubber hands moved across her skin, making sure to distribute the cleansing ointment evenly. Margie felt Julie’s hands on her cheeks, giving a last little rub before guiding her head. Her lips came up against a new rigid cock and parted willingly, but she kept her eyes closed, hearing Julie say, “This MILF’s really eager! So eager for your healthy young spunk!”“I’ve got plenty to give!” a young voice said. Margie’s head began to swim as it was. June, the same year.It was a little thing that started it, but lots of little things eventually become a big thing, and big things have a habit of causing untold consequences. This little thing started in a pub on the edge of Uxbridge, not far from Heathrow Airport.“Come on folks, almost time to go home,” the landlord was reminding the last of his patrons before the eight pm curfew that had been in place for some six weeks now. It was a lovely sunny evening, and at just a few minutes after.