With her head still resting on the windowpane, she watched the droplet struggle downward. The ultra fine baby hairs on her sweltering skin, challenged...the journey.She could not remember being so hot. Immediately, she knew that that thought was a lie, a blatant lie. She had been hotter, much hotter; soaking in a hard earned sweat, only a few hours previously.Gradually, images crowded past her boredom, casting aside her discomfort. They replaced it with the welcome distraction of the memory of. I shown her my uprising cock and asked her to help not to be a sinner. Sarah was in her period and could not allow me in her sweet recess. It was already throbbing hard and I started to become a little impatient. Than she she surprised me when she got on her knees as if she wanted to pray in front of me. She bent her toward me, opened her mouth with a drop of her saliva coming down from her lower lip and she let my cock in. Sarah slowly slid her mouth all the way down my cock taking it almost. She was not hot at all. She invited me in. I started my sales pitch when she interupted me, she said "when I woke up this morning and my husband was not home, I told myself I would fuck the first man I saw." I looked at her not sure what to say or do. She had half a glass of wine sitting on the coffee table. She stood up and opened her robe. I stood up too and looked her over. She had small tits, I am guessing "A"cup-they were more like big nipples. She was skinny, maybe one hundred ten pounds.. By the time my mind was just to sit there the whole night and drink the beauty of Richa through my eyes. Anyways I went to my room, had a shower and jerked off dreaming her. Somehow it was very clear that am not gonna take any initiative to get close to her or get in any sort of relationship with her, as my priority was friendship with Vivek.I was first to be back in the living room (in half an hour) waiting for them to join me, standing aside the window with my drink in hand enjoying the.