But then we never spoke anything related to Sex or stuff. I got to know that she is from my native place and that she is married to a business man and...has 2 kids. I was very busy in Office, and was staying back in office as I had lots of work. She called me at around 11 PM I spoke to her and suddenly the topic moved to movies.She asked me about different movies and then she asked me whether I have seen Murder. I said yes off course. She said she liked the intimate scenes in Murder. i got. She never wore a skirt usually, but this time she had gone all out. She had slid her ample thighs into her black elasticated skirt, with hold ups coming to barely above the hem. It had taken some time, but her black boned corset had been pulled together at the back, keeping most of her soft 38gg bust contained under her black coat. They were already straining to escape as she exited the car.She wandered up to the front door, barely able to walk in her heels. Knocking on the door, she found it. Their tongues danced a slow dance in the miniature ballroom of her mouth, as Robert’s hands moved around Darla’s back, pressing her tightly against him. Robert soon, however, broke the kiss and looked deeply into her eyes, caressing Darla’s cheek with the back of his hand, and said, ‘Even your taste is delightful.’ Darla’s heart was melting rapidly and – it seemed – running through her body down to her opening – for it was starting to fill with warm fluids. She didn’t say anything however, she. Plush is a word I would use to describe her. She had wide hips and a nice curve to her torso. Not skinny like most lasses I'd been with lately, mature and ripe. There was extra flesh to hold on to, and hold on I did!Her skin was without blemish. It was pale in hue and below, a sparse bush as auburn as the hair on her head. The folds of her womanhood were not hidden, but prominently displayed for me to view. They were engorged with blood as her excitement proved itself. The most amazing thing.