It was as though these two digits were pleasure givers.And his tongue went faster and faster. My hips were out of control. Fucking his face and yet a... the same time I hated him because he was making me feel like a whore.I felt him stand and then his cock was rubbed up and down my slit. I wanted to shout “Fuck me, FUCK ME RIGHT NOW YOU BASTARD!”I was too scared till he eased his thick cock head inside of me. Like I said I am not that experienced but this was the biggest cock I had ever felt. Dropping the latch on the door, she fixed me with a wicked grin as she leant against it with her arms folded.“I don’t know what you mean, Sir, there must be some mistake!” I stammered, trying to wriggle out of Mrs Patel’s grasp.“You see my wife has injured her head?” Mr Patel asked, “Well that is because she slipped on that filthy slime that you left on the floor the other day! I thought you were behaving strangely but the man that was behind you explained that he saw you masturbating in the. Just to clarify, we started calling each other hun after chatting a month or so, by now it was second nature and I could see that it made her more at ease.“So what were your plans for tonight?”, “Well I did want to go out and watch a movie…”, she smiled, “Well then, mind if I tagged along with you?”, “Of course not!”, with that she sat back more relaxed and we started talking about various little things. Later just before closing time she left to “freshen up”. After closing and cashing up, I. I broke it away from the plant, and put it in her hair.“Look at you,” I said, “You truly are an angel. That's just how Helena must have looked like.” I smiled at her.She sat up and smiled made her best to return me a satisfied yet tired smile. She lay down again next to me, holding me in her arms.We lay there for a long moment sharing stories, habits, getting to know each other, before we got dressed again. We walked back, holding hands, to the place where we had met. We kissed.“This is no.