Wo red and green colour ki saree me thi. Unka blouse deep neck tha or unke boobs jo k 38 size k the lag rha tha jaise bheek maang rhe ho aazadi k liye...Tabhi unka dhyan mjhpe gaya aur dekha unhone to mjhe apne 38 size k boobs ko ghurta hua paya fir bhi unhone chupane ki koshish ni ki aur mujhse puchne lagi .P: kya hua kaha kho gaya ( smile krte hue)Me: kuch ni aunty bs awie.P: teri gf h na??Me: nhi kaha aisi kismat. Koi ldki dhyan ni deti mjhme.P: aisa kaise ho skta h acha khasa h tu ( mai 5’10”. ‘Don’t be mean,’ she muttered, and tried to push up again. I held her down. ‘One inch for each thing you know about me, girl, and no guessin’.’ I tried to sound stern but she giggled and relaxed. ‘Hell, first thing is, you’re a lot of fun. Never known a guy make me laugh so easy.’ Aw shucks. I let her have an inch and then held myself still. ‘Next? You go too slow we gotta start over.’ She rolled her eyes as I flexed myself inside her. ‘Mebbe I wouldn’t mind that either. Lemme see. You’re. ‘Kate?’ ‘Hmm?’ she answer languidly, concentrating on the feeling of his hardness sliding up and down her crotch, enjoying the feeling of it spreading the stickiness under the thin cotton fabric. ‘W-what?’ ‘I hate to sound crude, but, why are you still wearing your panties?’ She giggled lazily. ‘You know why.’ A slight gasp escaped as the head of his dick rubbed right against her clit. ‘Am I missing something?’ ‘Silly Alan, I left them on so you could take them off. I like it when you take them. During many years of marriage, there will be a few times when something spectacular happens. This is one of those times and is one of the reasons I will never step out on my wife. The first part just sets the scene so please keep that in mind when rating it and judge it in the context of what it promises. I had just walked in the door after work when Lisa confronted me, mad as hell. You lied to me, she said as she hit my chest with her fist with enough force that I knew I was in trouble, even.