The all familiar face of a fantasy played so many times before… Her heart warms at the sight of his piercing brown eyes. The only soul that knows he... soul, touches it. She reaches down and takes his member in her hand. The warmth of it excites her, and the soft moan from him brings warmth to her belly. It reacts to her touch and becomes a solid, rock hard object of her passion. The skin tightly drawn over it, she skilfully teases him. He takes her breasts in his hands and manipulates her round. I thought it would be a nice chance so I started talking.Me- thank you!! (with a big smile)She just replied with a smile.Me- I am mayank btw from transport dept.Neha- I am neha..Me- yeah I know from building dept. I have seen you there many times! Btw congratulation for your marriage!Neha- (laughed a little) thank you! And well congratulations to you as well for your engagement.Me- so you know me.Neha- not really but everyone knows that you are engagedMe- ohh! Wanna have some chips?Neha- no. Then Washington's defense tried to arm tackle me the rest of the game. On top of that our starting fullback on varsity hurt his knee."Mike had joined us. "Okay. I call bullshit. Dawson you are so full of it. Mr. A, he hits defenders so hard they wish they hadn't been born. The first play in practice he put down our starting middle linebacker and safety. He crushed Washington's linebacker on his first carry. I bet he still doesn't know his own first name. That is why Washington's defense was. They grinded and danced sexually. I can specifically recall what happened when Jeremih’s song “Don’t tell ‘em” began to play. Their hands were all over one another. She was grinding on him like there was no tomorrow. They were so intimate. I could tell they wanted to fuck by the way they danced and gazed into each other’s eyes. "Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion Girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fuck it like no other Don't you tell 'em what we do” I was starting to get.