Before that day I didn't imagined that one day I shall be fucking by a boy who is younger than me 17 years, and all this will be occured at my good jo... in my boss's cabinet. His so hot cock swiftly danced to and fro in my pussy. The boy breathed fastly moaning with excitement, and squeezed my curvy breasts and buttocks.I tried then to think about my husband, my family, my son, that it's necessary to endure all this for their sake.Yet Misha somehow more and more stired me during his so hot fuck.. My dick was throbbing and dying to get out. But, I knew foreplay is such a wonderful act to engage in. The kissing and groping continued for around 15 minutes and I could see her breathing heavy and trying to undress me. I told her “You first. This bra of yours is creating trouble.” “She laughed under her breath and took it out to give me full access to her breasts. Well, all politeness went out the window when I saw those pair of nicely developed breasts. They seemed like they have just been. I rang Daz and told him to meet me there. It was cold that day so i didnt want to hang around. I got to the store before him so i thought i would go find them out while i waited for him.I took ofc the padlock and eased the door open. Thats when i remembered i had taken a desk and some chairs to the store the previous weekend. My stock was behind them.I waited a while and became impatient so i decided to try and get to the stock before he arrived.I clambered onto the desk so i could see the. I mean, most girls would opt for a western outfit when meeting friends, you have opted for a saree and you are carrying it off so well”. She was so well dressed that she made me sound so genuine. She laughed and said, “That’s because my parents are looking for a guy to get me married and mom wants me to learn the art of wearing saree”. “You know it so well, trust me, you look amazingly feminine in that saree”, I complimented her. And she blushed for the second time which gave me some.