Me or mera dost gaye uske ghar pe vaha uski wife akeli thi. Me jab andar gaya. Mene Dekha uski bibi bahut sundar or sexy lag rahi thi. Aur saadi me to...bahut aachi lag rahi thi. Aur uski figure to aisi thi ki pucho mat voh meri hi umar ki thi. Uska naam Tabasum tha muje to voh aurat nahi ladki hi lag rahi thi. Mene mere dost ko kaha yaar teri bibi to bahut mast lag rahi he. Mene tabhi Dua ki muje bibi do to aisi figure or sundar dena. Mene usse baat ki to uski aavaz bhi sexy thi. Who bhi mere ko. His mouth found mine again and I ran my hands over his thighs and felt his growing erection…I touched him, rubbed him, felt him grow harder and harder as he moaned into my mouth. Finally it was too much for both of us and we broke only long enough to shut the curtains in my room. When we found each other again, he pulled my top off and then my bra nearly in one motion. He pushed me down onto the bed and pressed his hips, his hard cock, into me, and lightly massaged my breasts as he worked my. I move up to her lace panties and there are nearly soaked through , feeling how wet she was made me even harder , i pulled her panties aside and started rubbing her pussy , she held me tighter and started lightly biting my ear and kissing my neck then whispering in my ear put your fingers inside me. her pussy was so warm and wet i slid my finger inside her..she too her hands and undid the dress around her neck if fell down her front so her bra was showing she undid the clasp revealing her. “I love your outfit today,” she says as I start the car. “I love a suit with suspenders and a tie. It looks so clean and perfect.” Now I can’t help but look at her. “Thank you, Aubrey. You are too kind.” “Your wife is so lucky.” Her words hang in the air like a heavy cloud between us, dense and filled with intensity. Still, I respond, “No longer married. I’m separated.” “Oh.” Her words are quick, resentful. “I’m sorry, sir. I had no idea. Please forgive me.” “That's okay. Don’t feel bad. You.