‘I love you. I do. I love you,’ he said running a slow hand over my long, blonde hair as if I was his loyal dog, a dumb but beautiful Afghan hound... It was then that I wished that I was as smart as a Poodle or a Border Collie because then I would have better known what he was up to when proposing to me so unexpectedly. I was shocked. I was stunned. I was dumbfounded. After more than two years of going through the boyfriend and girlfriend living together motions, I couldn’t believe he finally. “I want you.” The words came out of my mouth, but it didn’t register, didn’t seem real. D put his face straight down and said “take me.” In a sexual frenzy, his asshole lubed by my tongue, I moved up and made my cock enter him. He felt so good, so warm and tight, maybe even better than that first time. This time, in the light of day, there would be no doubt as to who I was fucking. But, maybe I knew that night as well, maybe subconsciously, I wanted it to be him. I could feel his ass slap. We both wanted to do it in public space once but never got a chance or the need for it. Then the dry spell started as my part-time job schedule changed to late night shifts on Saturday, Sunday, Wednesday and Thursday and I had early morning classes on Tuesday and Friday (I had given preference to my manager about the early morning classes and he excluded me from working late night on those days). I won’t be home until late night and she didn’t wanna stay at my place alone till I came and I was. Unki age 39 thi and figure 36-32-38 thi, height 5’8’’. Unhone kaha ki unke yahaa electricity ki problem hai and vo apne husband se skype pe baat karna chahti hai. Maine khaa ok aap humara internet use kar lo. 15-20 mins baat karne ke baad vo chali gyi.Raat ko 9-10 baje vo phir aayi aur bataya ki electricity ki problem kal hi sahi hogi. Unki pados me kam logo se banti thi isliye unhone pucha ki kya vo yahaa so sakti hai ? Maine haan kar di aur vo t shirt and pyjama pehen kar aa gyi. T shirt aur.