“But, Umi, your cock is some thing special to me, I know, you will give me the pleasure I am looking for. Now, I was fucking her with my tongue and ...ubbing, messaing the round ass. “Umi, keep on doing it, I like it”, that gave me vigour and pressed my tongue further inside her pussy. She moaned in joy. She took my head away and pushed me to the sofa. She took the rod in her mouth and licked the tip of my cock. That was errotic.I could not resist, I turned her down, the bumpy ass was teasing me.. . Not that I noticed. She was almost half my age but fuck, she was beautiful.I smiled at her. Not knowing why, she just always brought it out of me, “Miss. Layla,” I said cheekily, “why aren’t you at the party?”She sat in the chair across from me, “I noticed you were gone and thought I’d make sure you were okay,” she crossed her legs so her skirt came up, “how’s Kristin?”I'd told her about my wife in a moment of venting but I trusted her enough not to tell anyone. I looked at her, almost. I am still in my early 30’s. There is a girl who joined 4 months back as a receptionist names Dipa (name changed). Trust me she is if not the most beautiful but one of the most beautiful girl I have encountered. She is a girl of high morals. She claims she does not have a boyfriend. She is 5’6” tall very fair and a bit bulky. She has a figure of 36-30-36 which I presume from my experience. Though she is Bengali but she looks like a well built foreigner. One day I saw her very disturbed and. Nibbling my neck. Grazing her breasts to my body. Nibbling her curvy hips as I kissed her hips pecking her vagina with licks. Pecks. Licking ..the tip of her. Massaging her vagina slowly. My skirt lifted. As she kissed my vagina softly.. stroking my curls.stroking.. finger fucking me deeper deeper harder. ‘ hush..’ as the pressure grew between my legs. Lips dove to my breasts nibbling. Me. Pulling my nipple tight.kissing my nipple slow..kissing my breast and caressing it. My breast grew hard..