She would be sitting alone either sipping her beverage or eating slowly out of her plate. I would greet her and sit next to her. Soon we started talki...g casually. One day I overhead my parents talking and discovered that Shandya though married to a fifty some year man was only 35 herself. She was married late and was second wife to her husband. Though stuck in such a marriage she never regretted but was only thankful. Her husband loved her a lot and after failing to conceive a c***d, she lost. Sameera moaned loudly and her body shook as she released her hot cum on my face.“Oh fuck! Let me taste my cum!” She said nudging me to kiss her. She licked my chin clean of her cum before I turned her around to face the glass. Her breasts were smashed hard against the transparent glass. If anybody walked in at that moment they’d see her naked body on the glass and me holding her from behind. I parted her legs and she leaned into the glass. Her sweaty body and her wet pussy were well lubricated. That’s a good boy…”His eyes started to water, but he kept going, and his hands roamed Armisen’s massive tree trunk thighs and rock-solid calves, winding their way up to his balls--heavy and swollen.He was about to say something, when suddenly Armisen’s cell phone rang.“Yello?”Carson looked up to see Armisen taking a puff of his cigar, the other hand holding his phone nonchalantly to his ear, as if he didn’t have a bellboy’s lips wrapped around his cock. “Armisen here.”What the fuck? Carson. When she opened the door, she was met by a young, attractive man not too much younger than herself, with a look that was, if anything, not exactly friendly. Are you Danielle, the high school teacher? he said. Danielle was no idiot. I never asked if she had a boyfriend. Oh god, is it a dad? No problem. Deny everything. Um, yes…can I help you? she asked, politely, but sternly, seeing if she could soften the resolve of the do-gooder. I have something very important I want to talk to you about,.