I knew this was my chance. I cut the vegetables and was waiting for her eagerly.Around 9, she came home. She was wearing a sleeveless and leggings. I ...ould see her pink bra as it was sticking out of her sleeveless t-shirt. She entered and saw my house and started smiling. I had beer bottles and my house was smelling of cigarettes.R: You live like a real bachelor. I used to have fun before my wedding but my husband cannot take the smell of cigarettes.M: You can have one, I won’t tell anyone. You. He placed his hands on her shoulders and moved them to the collar of her v-neck shirt. ‘You better learn who’s in control here.’ He pulled on the collar ripping her shirt in half and immediately put his right hang on her throat backing her to the wall. His tongue still intertwined with hers, he released the straps on her bra in one swift motion. He tossed her bra and stepped back starring at her, hard, watching her eyes, fearful and needy. She covered herself. ‘Don’t get all shy on me now.’ He. She cleaned my leg with a hot towel and started applying oil starting from the bottom of the leg. Meanwhile, I was trying to adjust my dick in between the legs to avoid lying above it instead.Slowly, she was done with my legs and moved to my ass; with her soft hand, she massaged one of the cheeks gently. Like a professional, she moved to the other one and completed the massage on both the ass cheeks. Then she moved up and did massage on back and neck.Again, she went down and put more oil on my. He smiled again. "Get in the back." She quickly did as she was told. He followed her into theback seat. "Take off your jeans." She clumsily slid them off and tried to cover herself. "And the thong." He turned bright red as she slid her panties off. Mr. Janes lowered the back seat and pushed her onto her back. She didn't resist. Herstomach tightened up as she stared down at his massive tool. Hegrabbed her legs under her knees, pushing them back and spreading them wide. And without hesitation,.