After finally removing her thong, she again pushed me back on the bed and, after giving my cock two more licks, climbed on top of me. She was warm, w...t and tight. We slowly rocked together, not too fast but not too slow, either. Although I did not know this woman, she was making love to me, tender sweet love, not just fucking me. I looked up at her and saw a slender waist, generous breasts that sagged only slightly with their weight and a smiling face surrounded by golden hair. I did not want. Vo mostly suit pehnti hai jsime se unke boobs hamesha dikh rhe hote hai. Maine unke students ko kai baar baat krte hue suna hai or vo chupke se photo bhi nikalte hai . Padhate waqt mummy ka kahi baar duptta niche gir jaata hai or unke sare boobs dikhne lagte hai. Mummy apne students se bhot frank hai vo unke sath bike pe ya car me baith kar ghumne bhi chali jaati hai.Or unhe jeans or tops pehnna bhi pasand hai or school me bhi jeans pehn kar jaati haiMummy ka fb par id bhi hai jisme bhot sare. Kelly excitedly called my wife and asked if they could meet at the local Starbucks the following Saturday morning. Char was a bit surprised by the random call but because Kelly said that she had seen her downtown and got her number from a friend, she agreed to meet. Kelly had just enough information to make my wife believe--she talked about me serving in war and that she wanted to offer her friendship to help her through the lonely times. That evening I called my wife to catch up and Char. Ifound she lived with her parents and attended church almost every Sunday. Sheworked on the staff of a local company, doing their books. She didn't havea boyfriend, in fact seemed a little nervous around men. I noticed that eachSunday after church, her parents left for the afternoon. I am not sure wherethey went, but they were never back before 8 at night. I decided that was theperfect time to take her. I got my supplies together, lube, rope, flogger,candles, tape, a gag, blindfold, and nice.