My wife likes the idea of being fucked more than she likes being fucked.’ ‘Do you like watching her get fucked?’ ‘No.’ ‘You had an erectio... when we came into this office.’ ‘Yes, well when were we crouching down to spy on them I could see under your skirt. I saw that you are not wearing panties.’ ‘So seeing my pussy gave you a hard-on?’ ‘Yes.’ She suddenly lifted her skirt and sat on the desk. ‘Fuck me,’ she said. I quickly lowered my slacks and entered her pussy. ‘Whoa, slow please. Your cock. Tom had begun to really appreciate Sandy's friendship towards him several months before the fateful Friday night but when he was bold enough to attempt seducing her, he had been more than amply rewarded as Sandy had succumbed to his caring advances and his obvious desire and lusty hunger to have sex with her. Tom had noticed quite obviously the sexiness and hot mature sexuality of his lady friend and when her husband had gone away for at least a year with the Air Force, Tom realized that he and. This incident happened around the Christmas time. It was December end and quite cold in Delhi. My parents had to go to Himachal Pradesh for a cousins wedding. They insisted me to come but it usually is quite cold in Himachal and they were not too close relatives so I decided to be home. Every time me and Nakul spent time was at his place.My parents had to leave on 24th’s morning so I decided to call him over at my place. First we met outside in a coffee café and went for lunch and a movie.. 30 minutes later she came out clean and wrapped in the towel and I stood up to go for my bath. She came and sat where I had. She hugged me around my waist lifted my T-shirt and kissed me on my navel. I held her head and looking down asked her, “Do you like what you got?” She nodded and without waiting for my reply, she kissed my loins. It was hot and my tool didn’t take another second to become a flag post. She held my hands and kissed them. “Undress me,” she said. I pulled at the towel. Her.