It was password protected, zipped, and encrypted with a different password to protect the guilty, since a few of the names were married to friends and...colleagues. Oh yes, and that one time with the senior partner's daughter, but she was turning eighteen in a month. I was always glad she never told Daddy about me taking her up to her room during that cocktail party. My journal also contained all of the details of the various trysts. I'd been keeping it since college. It started as my little. She arched her back and groaned in ecstasy. I slid my cock out all the way and watched her fingers flicking over her swollen clit. I dove in again to her waiting pussy slamming into her for all I was worth. Her Pussy was already starting to pulse with an impending orgasm, so I started pumping into her ass cheeks. I grabbed her hips, and started a jackhammer motion, hard and fast. I could tell she was trying to stifle a scream. She always bit her knuckle when she tried to do this. I thought she. . . . She moves back a step, looking at the floor. Im sorry. That was totally out of line. God, I feel like that slimy Mrs. Robinson in The Graduate. Why would you want to make love to an old woman? Taking her tenderly in my arms. Jan, dear, you are nothing like Mrs. Robinson. You are sweet and beautiful. You look young enough to pass for someone my age. Slight exaggeration but I would definitely card her if I was a bartender. You just took me off guard. Softly. I want to make love to you. We. Then they both removed pants and we were seeing tents formed by their dicks and then they shoved hands into each other’s underwear! first time in their life. They both undid their knickers became fully naked. Their dicks were almost same size but girth of Pradeep’s cock was little bit smaller than my husband. We were enjoying seeing each other husband’s pricks. They both shagged each other for 2 to 3 strokes. After that Sarita went to them and asked her husband to sit with me. Then Pradeep came.