" He took a step back from the mess. "That hole is too deep." His chest heaved as he swiped at the beads of sweat on his forehead.Virago paced, quietl... cursing the deep rut in the road. That evil little leprechaun was behind this. Just wait until I get back on that train, she thought. "I cannot miss the train. I must be in the village in three hours. How far is it from here?" Her eyes fixed on the desolate landscape and empty horizon. Yellow dust already coated the carriage."Too far for a lady. She left the bathroom and walked to her bedroom, sat down in front of the dresser, picked up her comb, and began combing her hair. Lise, who was the mother of three children, didn’t look much different than she did when she graduated from high school. She was about five-eight and weighed just over a hundred and twenty-five pounds. Her body, though lean, was curved in all the right places, and she had wonderful breasts, even though she’d nursed all three of her children. Her golden brown hair. I laughed inside. He very slowly picked up the coffee mug and started cleaning the table. My manager was running out of patience. He took his sweet time to clean up the table. My manager did not scream as that would arouse suspicion. He left after a painfully long time. By the time, my manager had lost the momentum. He wanted to start it again but Riya was already now away from him and seated in a chair. He was fighting the agitation inside him. He had to think of plan B now. Since we had some. Finally, my boys were swiming around inside a woman instead of a condom. This became a thing for Mona and I every Sunday, we clean up the chapel and then head to her house. We still have a drink of tea or wine but then we fuck. The best part is the only time I see Mona is Sundays and she does not pester me or get jealous or anything. It is so laid back. We just end up at her house with my dick in her cunt and we have great sex and I leave. I fuck my girlfriend the rest of the time. About a.