Tears were now streaming down Rekha’s eyes. With a last thrust I buried my prick and groaned as my pulsating penis sprayed my cum deep inside her pu...sy, for a moment I remained still, and then began to once more pump into her. A few minutes later I pulled my shrinking prick from her pussy and stood there panting, Rekha collapsed as I withdrew from her to lie shuddering on the floor, gently I reached down and helped her to her feet.‘Oooh Honeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?.you are really nice?really. He came back from Spain a few months ago and is living somewhere south of the river." She opened her handbag and rummaged around until she found her address book. "I'll finish my tea then give him a ring."I heard her talking on the telephone in the hallway and the annoyance in her voice as she asked him why he had called around. She was on the 'phone for about ten minutes before coming back into the kitchen."He had come to invite us out for the evening. According to him your mother slammed the. The little fool. He left moments later and I eagerly added him to my 'can't wait to see again' list, which is starting to get to be a sizable list. Oh, me? Yes, I'm a 'working girl', but no, I'm no hooker or streetwalker. I'm a courtesan, and a damned good one. Men come to me because they can't find the intimacy they seek elsewhere. It's not always about orgasms, (although there are plenty of those) it's about a guy forgetting his troubles, his bad marriage, his crappy job, whatever, for a. It was a bit silence after what she said, I didn’t know how to make her comfortable and decided to tell her the truth.I said, “ you know what bhabi you are really beautiful and any man would feel lucky to have such a beautiful wife, I wish you were my wife, honestly I am really attracted to you and wanted to get close to you.” She said,” look at your guts don’t you feel ashamed telling me like that, I am a married woman and whatever is between me and my husband I don’t have any problem with.