“It doesn’t matter that you are my friend’s wife. Today, these boobs are gonna be filled with hickeys,” I demanded.She bites her lower lip as ...he pulled me close. I then reached her mangalsutra (wedding chain worn by wives). I moved it aside and dipped my tongue into the depths of her cleavage like licking ice cream. I expressed my lust for her. I gave uncontrollable, vice-like squeezes on her boobs.My tongue hurled from collar bone to her shoulder, then back. The voice of her breaths became. .. No of course not!"Her shoulders sagged with relief as the sickly feeling in her gut, slowly dispersed.He stepped closer to her. "You are far too good at your job to fire you over something so..." Trivial?"He smiled suddenly and his eyes crinkled at the corners as they locked on to hers once more."I don't think that I would ever class anything about you as trivial."He hadn't moved. She was so fixed on him that she would have seen him move, but suddenly he was so close that he crowded her, he. ”Seeing my hair was still a little damp, Dwayne apologized saying, “I’m sorry,” and I told him, “It's okay,”That settled, Dwayne went on with his sales pitch, laying the parts all over my living room floor as he talked.I’d sat down in one of my over stuff easy chairs to listen to him. Being in a play full mood I would lean forward to look at the stuff, letting him peek down the front of my blouse. Dwayne had no problem seeing I wasn’t wearing a bra. I quickly knew he was more interested in. “Yeah! And I bet you get plenty!” he said, trying to rile her still more.“What, you’re saying, that I spread my legs for anyone?”“That’s right, I reckon about anyone who cares to ask.”“Yeah, well I’m sure that just about anyone would do a better job than you.” She laughed.It was too much for Vishal who positioned his helmet at the opening to her cunt. “Shut it bitch and take this,” he said as he thrust forward from the hips sinking his cock in three inches. He withdrew and thrust again, even.