I’m dimly aware that Gretchen has wrapped her long legs around my back and is rocking me tenderly.It takes a long time for our breathing to return t... something like normal. When Gretchen gently rolls me off her, she takes my fingers in her hand."Feel me," she whispers, guiding my fingertips between her legs. I’m not surprised by the heat radiating from beneath her panties, but I’m shocked by the amount of slippery liquid."Is that from me?" No, you big dork!" she says, swatting the side of my. I am 30years old with an average build. My mail id is There was this lady at work who was married for about 3 or 4 years. She was fair in color but not the beautiful kind. Nobody will want to talk to her usually as she is more of the rude type. She was from a different team and I was managing another team.It so happened that she had to report to me from 2014. She was living with her husband in Chennai. We both used to go by office cab and she had to sit next to me usually in the cab. I never. She knew that if he made any hint of a move she would be in bed with him in a minute. Maybe she even needed to take the initiative. Jake brought her back to reality.“I always see you writing at you desk. What’s that all about?” he asked.“I just love to write, I know I have a novel in here somewhere,” she tapped her head.“You are a romantic who runs a library full of reference books. Why not write a Historical Romance?” Jake asked.“A what?”Jake explained the concept and Miss Doane listened in. " He said to me as turned my wife around and bent her over the sink counter of the men's room.He guided his huge black cock right to the entrance of my wife's still wet cunt from my oral earlier. As he entered my wife she said. "You see this honey, my pussy is never going to feel your pathetic limp little white dick inside me ever again. He is going to ruin my pussy with his massive black cock, and I just won't be able to feel you anymore. Real black men have real cocks, and pathetic bitch.