She went off to the ladies on a couple of occassions and was followed with men walking behind her just to catch sight of her seams.We left and she was...really turned on by the impact she had on the men and we stopped on the way home and I fucked her in the car whilst we spoke of the effect her stockings and see through blouse had made.My wife was now hooked and suggested we go out again the following Saturday, she dressed as the previous week but advised she was not wearing panties and we set. She was 21 and he had been 67 when they met and married. Eight years later she was every bit still the trophy wife with all of the incumbent grace, beauty and needs. He had had had half a lung removed and nearly all of his ability to enjoy a woman. “The only time he seems to be able to finish is when he watches me with another mature man,” she had said.As I walked down the empty hallway looking for room 1235 I was on a knife’s edge as to whether to actually go through with it or not. Once I was. Aur Baal khule hue the.Gate khol Kar wo Andar Chali gai Aur main Bhi aa gya lock Kar ke mera to usko Dekh dekh Kar land tight ho gya tha jo Ki mere lower me se Saaf dikh raha tha Aur usne Dekh liya tha samajh to wo Bhi rahi thi Aur Mujhe line Bhi de rahi thi .Sneha- Kya hua bataoArjun- Sach bataun aap naaraz to nhi hogiSneha- are baba nhi jo Bhi hai Ek dam bindaas bataoArjun- aap Sach me bahut khoobsoorat ho bahut sundar ho Aapka koi boyfriend to hogaSneha- smile karte hue nhi mera koi bf nhi. ( which was a plus) Well we got to this place you could tell its where cars did doughnuts and he still wanted to fuck and wanted it there.So he grabed ahold of me and pulled me to him. He told me to get down on my hands and knees.I told him no.So he pulled down my pants and told me again " get down on your hands and knees" I again told him "no".He wasn't about to leave me without fucking me.Fustrated at me for not listening he pushed me to the ground.I fell on my hands and knees.He pulled.