I used to go their house once in a while to check if i could get any further chances of getting fucked which were of no luck like this 2 months passed...by and one she called me on my mobile and said she did not get her periods to which i said congrats she asked me to shut up and said her husband actually did not fuck her in the last eight months including the two months she missed her periods. then said would meet her in the afternoon when her son would be in school and her husband in her office. I was one of a handful of whores he kept stowed around places he frequented and I was keen to retain my place. I liked the lifestyle, you see - freedom within chains, money, parties, being driven in fancy cars, sex with no morals and few boundaries.” While she spoke I knelt before her, running my hands over her smooth nylon-clad legs. As my hands caressed her, my thoughts turned to Silvia. I pictured her body, her firm little tits, fresh, dew-like kisses and fragrant cunt. But it all melted. It was like an ‘on’ switch, suddenly he came to life, the blouse like a cream petal floated to the ground and his hands began to roam, her backside felt his fingers smoothly slide over the smooth silky knickers, tracing the round cheeks of her butt, before sliding up to those magnificent soft breasts with the nipples trying to poke out through the thin lace.He whispered “help me, please just this once.” Then he kissed those luscious lips once more.She returned his kisses slipping down each. Then came the honking of the tramcar, as a few dawdlers were slow to clear the tracks and I hopped on, as it reached the stop. It was a case of standing room only and I made my way to a reasonably free spot near the front. At the next stop, more joined the throng and I was bumped and buffeted as other commuters jostled for space. As we pulled off I felt a slight jab in my waist and then a poke in my bum.“Oops! Sorry,” came the half-hearted apology from behind me. It was a female voice with a.