As we chatted I put my hand on her crooked arm and found my fingers touching her boob. She didn't move and we continued chatting and I moved my finger... so that my finger touched her nipple. Again no movement and it felt as if she was pressing into me. I gently rubbed her nipple and she just let me even though it was obvious what I was doing. She was stood between my open legs and I put my hand on the front of her left thigh which was hidden by the tall bar. She didn't object and I rubbed over. Althoughnow that big box that arrived last week makes more sense. I wanderedin teetering a moment in the 5 in heels you still keep me in and mademy way into the room to see u standing next to what looked like aplugged in saddle lying on a plastic sheet in the middle of the floor,except it had a place for your knees, so you could kneel onto it, andthe seat of the saddle was anything but conventional. There seemed tobe a rubber dildo of sorts jutting from the seat. And straps comingout of the. You?" This seemed to excite him, and he unzipped as he turned to me "i like new bois" I slowly dropped to my knees and took the head of his 6" cock in my mouth, it was hot and hard, yet squishy at the same time. Smelled musty, but this just added to my excitement. I stroked my own cock through my jeans as I sucked him. Getting it deeper and deeper with each bob of my head. He held my hair and told me I was a "good little cocksucker" and that I "could suck better than his wife" I was so. One day I went to Rekha’s house in the evening. It was Sunday. I went at about 6:30pm I carried with me a bottle of whisky. I rang the door bell. Rekha opened the door, she was all alone. Her baby was taken by her mother to Delhi. When I entered she smiled, l sat down on sofa and kept the bag in which I had bought whisky. She went to kitchen to bring a glass of water. I asked her to bring two glasses and a bottle of water. She got it and kept it on the table. I brought out the bottle of whisky..