As the taxi drops me off, my heart is beating like crazy. I can feel some of my juices start to moisten my thighs under the skirt. I take a deep breat... and knock on the door. The man who answers it is completely covered, even with a ski-mask and gloves. Sarah?!, he seems surprised. How do you know my name? He pulls off the mask. Its John, one of Marks friends. Small world, isnt it?, he comments, as he ushers me inside. Yeah… Why the mask? In case you had brought anyone else with you. Just a. I gasped in pain. It hurt. He glanced at me and then began shoving his fingers in and out of my pussy. "Mr. Burkle, you're hurting me!" I know and my cock likes it. See?" I glanced at his cock to see it had grown harder and the head was swollen. I licked my lips. "Now I'm going to hurt you even more." He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and shoved his fat cock inside my tiny pussy. I cried out because I wasn't wet enough and it hurt more than his fingers had. "Please, stop! It hurts!" He. I am not going to describe the entire thing here but the central idea of the mail was that “She has a fantasy that she wants to make sex with a person who is younger to her and as her husband is very conservative in sex she wants to enjoy oral and anal sex with someone.” As per the mail my confusion was gone and I am in the seventh heaven. To be very frank enough with you I have also a fantasy of fucking a married lady and if the lady is older than me that nothing like it. So in short it’s a. "So, I wanted to apologize. Coming onto you that way is totally inappropriate and joking about your sex life is way past the line."I pushed my chair away from my chair and turned it to look at her. "I wasn't offended. I'm a little oblivious. You have to be blunt with me sometimes. I don't know if you really meant it but I would be interested if you were."She smiled and leaned toward me. "I--"The wheel of the cleaning cart squeaked a few rows down.Diane's breasts jostled as she sat straight up.