I reveled in my rebellion and laughed at all the men who made passes at me as they sped by. The freeway is a bit of an advertisement for life, I think... Some fly at the speed of light, others take their time, most don't know what the hell they're doing. I am the kind who takes their time and I do it with everything. Some would describe me as slow and I would have no trouble with that at all. I describe myself as slow; I eat slowly, I talk slowly, I move slowly thus making myself fashionably late. Smitha was having stunning boobs and great ass. Her lips were pink and shiny. She often teases me whenever I take a glance on her. But we have never expressed each other. Her husband is also my age. Sometimes she says her husband works too much in office and doesn’t spend time with her sometime. But I don’t know what his problem was. I used to stare at few girls of Smitha batch because of their stunning structure and breasts. Smitha used to see me and laugh silently. I used to smile and wink at. My whole body trembled as I lifted my head up just enough so I could see that magnificent black cock sliding along my married white pussy mound.I knew I shouldn't be here with this man. I should be home with my husband enjoying sex with him right now. Marc had my arms up over my head holding me down as his body eased further between my white thighs.I decided to relax and leave it up to him. To my delight he began slowly pushed his big black dick into my pussy. I moaned with pleasure as he. I had my cock out and was jerking off for Debbie, which I do often and she just wanted to tell me the story and knew I would be jerking off for her, She wanted to fuck me right there but didn't. Thank you so much dave for getting my pussy wet again and making me feel like I'm still a women desirable to other men, even if they were old 75 year olds who's dick got hard maybe and came once and done. Thanks you so much, So I have a favor to ask of you? I think you will like. Julie was with me a.