Let me tell u how she was…she was a typical 32 yrs telugu girl but her assets were amazing-38-30-36.She was fair to top that.She was a divorcee(i re...lly dont know what a dumb husband he would have been)I was always good at giving presentations in college(ask any MBA student about MBA and they will tell u about presentations only).She was assigned to our section as the Soft skills trainer.During her 1st class she asked few of the students to give sample presentation…i immediately nominated. His tongue slid into my mouth and we shared a wet sloppy kiss. My cock was instantly hard and I couldn't help but moan into his embrace. He swooped me right off my feet with our mouths still connected and gently placed me on the bed.I was shaking with anticipation as he peeled off his t-shirt revealing a hairy chest, god his muscles looked even better in real life! He quickly got me out of my top and jeans. I reached forward to grasp his manhood through his shorts and he pushed my head to it. I. The floors were surprisingly solid, and it was a start. As they rounded a corner an unshaven man lay across the floor, a sprawling obstacle. His trousers were down, hugging his knees and based on the profound odor hanging over him, he had to be drunk, and must have been for some time. A young woman was trying fruitlessly to get him pulled up against the wall and out of the way. His inebriation proved daunting to the task. ‘Take it to a room!’ ordered the Lord of the House. She delivered a swift. She liked it and I kissed her more, my hands roughly on her body. At one point my hand on the crotch of her jeans, they were hot and damp. A few rude comments from the crowd got us moving again. I pulled her down the next side street, found a dark corner between a dumpster and a bunch porta-johns and pulled her in. My hands were all over her body and our kissing was lustful. I slipped my hands in the front of her jeans, but they were too tight to get very far. “You want a biker slut” she said.