She told me it would take at least half an hour to meet her lover.I stayed there sitting on the coach, sipping a glass of my favorite scotch…After f...rty minutes, my phone chirped to life. I snatched the phone up. And there it was. Just a single photo. The image was a close up of a woman in red dress sitting on a sofa, her legs open, short skirt pulled up slightly to reveal her shaved mound…I recognized Ana`s red dress. In front of her there was a black huge hand making the “thumb up” signal…I. Tak kiss karte rahe phir maine kiss karte hus uske boos ko dabane laga aur phir maine uske hothoo ho choor kar uske boobd dabane laga uska blous khool deya usne bra nahi pehen rakhe the maine uske nipple ko suck karne laga aur doodh press keya uske nipple ko suck kar raha tha aur wo siskare le rahe the aaaaasssssssss…. Aaaaaaaasssssssssss. Bahut zoor zoor se woo siskare le rahe the aur mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha phir maine uske uska paitecoot bhi utar deya aur uske panty bhi utar de. Ab wo. But she avoided sex text and only replied to decent chats only. But by the time, she found it’s my number. She used true caller app (an app used to find the caller name or id) to find it out.One day, when I was in her home, she came with just wearing nighty. And in a naughty tone, she asked me whether you have any extra sim or number. I said No, I don’t have.She said so it’s not you. She continued that someone is disturbing her frequently. And she showed the message that I have sent to her. ” I said while opening the door. Red came trotting in and seemed to be inspecting the room and put his nose in the air and took a few sniffs. I had wondered if he could smell my pussy, and for some reason that got me hot. Maybe it was because he was the closest thing I had to a husband since Tim. Red came over to me to get petted; which I did. “It’s okay boy I know you were just worried about me.” I told him while I rubbed his side and then he laid on his side so I could rub his.