She looked round, no-one about, then went into the shed end of the greenhouse beckoned me in and shutting the door, dropping her trousers and knickers...she bent forward and there on her nice little arse was not one but two brands. One on each cheek, and red raw newly burnt in they were the sort that older men used to mark their tools, about 1 ½” high and deep, the mark of the chap she was ‘married’ too. The letters DW on each cheek, never more would she wear a bikini! I was gob-smacked,. Both hands brushed over my skin as my cock throbbed and begged for release. My balls tingled as I watched and felt him work on me, building my excitement. I lay back and reached down for him. My hand found his nearest thigh and I moved over it in search of his, no doubt, equally straining cock. As I moved my hand onto his shaft one of his hands took my own shaft. Oh it was blissful, having this guy pay homage to my orgasmic delights. His cock had been circumcised, whilst I had not. So as I. >,>,Even the best fall down sometimes >,>,Even the wrong words seem to rhyme >,>,Out of the doubt that fills my mind >,>,I somehow find >,>,You and I collide You look up at me and smile, and that shiver courses through me. That chemistry between us that starts as a small spark and yet manages to burn us alive. I can feel from the far distance we are your hands moving over my body. The words you speak to me softly as you slowly rouse me to excitement in your arms. The way. So now comes the first incident where Sona got a clue of my intentions towards her. It was Sona’s b’day and in the evening Sona’s husband came to my room at 5 pm and said that they have a small celebration and he wanted me to join them. He said that nobody other than me is invited as I have become so close to them. So he asked me to get some drinks from one of the malls, he gave me his card.I bought a gift and drinks and came back. It was 7 pm and the celebration started with cutting of cake. I.