His picture was of his chest, toned but not ripped, slim body, and when I saw his face I was blown away. Like extremely handsome. Lighter brown hair t...an mine and shorter, darker eyes, firm jawline, He stood a little taller than me, and his name was Charlie. We hit it off chatting for a while and after a while we decided to meet for coffee one night. We talked until the place shut down for the night and then walked around for a bit. It didnt take long for me to feel like I was talking to. She wants to get pregnant as her husband has very less sperm count they both have tried everything but she finally got to know he can’t fertilize her with his seeds to. She put an open invitation to me and started saying I will pay u whatever you ask for but I should get pregnant and after that we should be like unknowns and not to interfere in her life after that.I was silently listening to what she was telling. But I rejected her saying I praise women/girls but not for money. She insisted me. Wo kafi modern wicharon kit hi.Lekin koi galat aur chichori baat kabhi nahi karti thi.Jab taiyar ho kar nikalti thi to logon ki bhookhi nigahen door tak uska picha karti thin.Log man masos kar rah jate the ki hai kya madmast hasina hai ye.Iska pati kitna bhagyashali hai jo ise bhogta hoga.Nai shadi ke karan ekdam sexy aur sundar kapre pahanti thi.Lekin uska dukh koi nahi samajh sakta tha.Main use sex me pura santust nahi kar pata tha.Use chmte hi uske ango par hath lagate hi mera virya skhalit. I heard Mark pull open the draw on the bed side cabinet then seconds later heard him rubbing his hands together. Before I could ask what he was doing I felt his warm, oiled hands on my boobs and could smell coconut. "Mm, is that edible?" I asked, Mark slipped a finger into my mouth for me to taste what he was oiling me up with. His hands slid all over me, from my nipples, down my stomach and to my now hair free pussy (Mark and Launa preferred me to be smooth). I loved the feeling of his hands.