The intensity with which she looked at me reminded me of the eyes of 'Lady Hawke' by Warblade on an Internet site called renderocity.com. Both beautif...l, but each in their own way. Different, but the same. Pulling myself from here gaze I caressed her face with my hands, then cupping her cheeks, I placed my lips on hers as softly as I could. As she placed her arms around me pulling me closer I put a little more pressure on her lips, running my tongue across her lips requesting entrance to her. It's like she was designed for milking a cock, getting every inch of your fat meatstick covered in her spit and throat slime as you pump it in and out like a pussy. Drool spills down out the sides of her face, covering her eyes, even a bit coming out of her nose.She is lying on her back completely nude on the kitchen table, legs spread wide as they wriggle and her toes curl with each deep thrust. That pussy is drenched despite not being touched at all, with each new thrust seeming to make her. Next day in the evening i am go to her house and playing with her child (she have a 3 year old child) she also join us, in-between playing i am touch her body parts, day by day she is attract with me b’coz her husband not in home and a other man touch her body daily. After 10 days she call on my mobile. I am reached her home and ring the bell she open the door oh god, she wear a sexy dress, she said karan what are you doing with me. I am not able to sheep and she hug me, i have understand the. I messaged her night, “Be ready as you have lost.”“Be ready for what?”“Surprise, surprise.”The next day I persuaded her to bunk the remaining classes after lunch. I booked a cab to a nearby wilderness park. It was a weekday, and I knew not many people would be there then. The weather was pleasant, with a feeling of chill (the one during early December time)We found a secluded spot among bushes. We sat down on newspapers I had carried, and I quickly looked around. The area was not traceable, and.