I'm also married, and I have c***dren, but the necessity for me to earn more money than I could in Mali, I see them only very rarely; but this is not ...nusual for many African men. I live very frugally, and send all the rest of what I earn back to my family. I think I'm a good man, and a good father and husband. I have worked at a variety of resorts along the Atlantic coast doing everything from laundry, custodial, and anything needed doing in the kitchens. It's interesting work. The pay is. Then she stripped off her polo shirt and turned around, revealing an inviting cleavage, held in place by a large sports bra. Her eyes stared into mine as she eased the straps of the bra off of her shoulders, pulled her breasts free, and unhitched the bra. Her breasts were the kind that you would want to put your cock between. Large and voluptuous. The stiffening in my pants confirmed this. She broke the eye contact and continued work. But now I was watching with new eyes. Every movement of her. "Oooh ... you do taste ... funky," she said, smiling and wrinkling her nose."It's only your lovely, natural perfume." With just a trace of essence de condom," she added with a mock French accent.I knelt near her. Mae sat up and ran her palms along my thighs. She wrapped her fingers around my stiff member. "Mmm ... Nice..."Mae retrieved another condom from the box, unwrapped it and rolled it onto my shaft. "A red one this time," I remarked."How do you want me?" she asked.I coaxed her onto her. Kamla ke badi chuchi mera pith par baar baar lag rahi thi mera lund khada ho raha tha mujko bahut maja aaraha tha.Hum dono office pauch kar hamsa ke trah baathroom mai le ja kar tees min tak choda fir hum dono bahar aaya kamla apni uniform pahan lee aur traning par chali gai kamla ke traning ka wase bhi akhari din tha mai office ka half time mai kamla ke stitch hua kapda lena chla gayaPhala mai us darji ka paas gaya jaha par kamla ke main jeans stitch honay ke liya diya tha waha jakar mai n.