He doesn’t stop, but instead pushes harder and faster into your hole. He lets go of your hair so he can grip both hips, the slapping of your bodies...echoing into the otherwise quiet room. With you head no longer being held up by him it falls forward, along with your shoulders. Your mind is ablaze with the pleasure of your orgasm and his continued pumping inside you. His hands leave your hips and grip your ass cheeks, squeezing and pulling them apart, no doubt so he can watch your pussy. It’s just the sex, no hearts, no minds. Everyone has sex and no one gets hurt because only people who need to know do. Where is the harm in that?”“Because I would know, and I think that I could not help but feel guilty.”“The guilt only comes with hurting someone, someone you care about. Perhaps it would hurt less if you were to tell that someone that they were inadequate, a bad lover, and you were going to leave them for someone who wanted to have sex.” His argument was flimsy, but it made me. We eat Pizza there. Talked a while on all subjects except the “XXX”. & she dropped me to the parking lot where I parked by bike. Said a Good Bye. & we went by our ways.So after that meeting, she might felt I am a good guy to share her feelings and thoughts. On one fine day, I got a call from her saying am desperate and I want you to help me. I was on haven just by hearing this.I told her my flat is there near her office You came here as nobody is there. As said she was there after 30 min. I let. When I the house and knocked on the door, she came in front and was stunned to see me, because It was a surprise to her visiting there without any information. She asked for my wife and why she did not turn this time with me. I sat on the sofa and TV was running in the room. She asked me to have some tea and went to kitchen. I was so moody on seeing her structure. She was wearing a yellow saree and blouse. Normally, she used to wear tightly, she walked on to kitchen shaking her assess. Within.