She replied almost immediately, “Which Madhan, I don’t know anyone by that name.” I replied, “You had sent a mail appreciating my story.”She...took her time in responding. “Sorry, I did not send you any mail.” She then started asking me how I got her number. I replied, “I know you liked my stories on ISS.” A conversation had started since she was so curious in knowing how I got her number.I was updating all the happenings with her husband Lohith who was enjoying every bit of it. I once texted her. After fifteen minutes Iwould be wishing for the suspended time-out. Which after ten minutes Iwould then be wishing to be back here at the table. Sigh. The realproblem was the hour. An hour to think about the pain to come.------Dear reader I will spare you that hour's worth of thoughts and tell youthat she is now returning."Hello," way too cheerily, "well let's get started shall we?"She began whipping my bare ass. She started with the six second pacesetting required as minimum. At that rate I. "Marsha was flustered. "I ... I admit I let things go too far." Come on, Marsha, say you loved it, because you know you did." No ... that is, well, it was..." Come on, Marsha." It doesn't matter whether it was good or not..." Oh, I think it does because if you hadn't enjoyed it you would have written it off and we wouldn't be having this little discussion right now." That's ... not true." Of course it is. You not only let me feel you up, you came, Marsha. You CAME!"Marsha was getting more. I could tell it was him because he didn't suck only gripped it, his mouth was dry, he used his tongue only on the tip, and he didn't shave. It wasn't the worst blow job I got, but it wasn't too far away ether... I think he was enjoying it more then me. One thing I know I have is stamina, So I let him go to town for about 6 or 7 minutes... thats when I looked past the TV behind the glass and got a glance at COUPLE on the other side! When I saw her pretty blond hair and face( thats all I could.