She was all over me, touching, caressing, and rubbing. I didn't realize she had maneuvered me to the middle of the sofa until she suddenly settled her...freshly shorn cunt over my face and announced,"I want my reward!"I had been planning on being a sore loser, pouting for a while, but when presented with her own pouting lips staring me in the face, I felt I could afford to be gracious in defeat. I grabbed her hips, pulled her down, rolled and stiffened my tongue and shoved it as far up her ass as. I started hearing some woman voice crying in pain. When i identified it wasfrom Manju’s apartment. I know she would be alone and rushed to my apartment dropped the clothes and knocked at Manju’s apartment door. She opened the door. I could see her eyes bloating with tears and reddish. I asked what happened and she hesitated to tell me. After asking a couple of times she once again started crying holding her breasts. I could not understand what exactly had happened. Then she herself explained. I noticed her cleavage right away. Her breasts were round and firm and almost touched. The lacy edges of a nude-colored bra were just visible. The bra must have been very sheer, as I could make out the tips of her nipples poking through the fabric. My cock stirred."Hi, Alan, welcome. I run the clothing department and am an assistant manager. If you need anything, let me know." Her grasp was firm in my hand. She had delicate hands and her tanned skin was so soft. I let the handshake linger just. "I took off my jacket as Caroline left the room, then I heard the TV going off and the front door slam shut. "Now Margaret what is it that you want?" I said to her and I realised she was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. What a bloody waste."Where's mum gone, she said one day I could have a man." I am a man, Margaret." No a man has a thing between his legs." You have a thing between your legs," I replied."His thing fits into my thing." Have you ever seen a man's thing?" Only in.