‘What did you see?’ She asked. I looked up at her and all I saw was concern for me. I sighed and decided to tell her the truth. ‘I saw my dead ...artner Sal.’ ‘The policeman that died in the bombing?’ She asked, the look on her face growing more concerned. ‘Yeah.’ I answered. ‘At first he was sitting on the bed and he spoke to me. That’s when I guess I fainted. When I came too he was standing up against the wall over there.’ ‘Where is he now? Is he still here?’ ‘No. He, um, walked out of the. She was neither too fat nor too thin.But the most captivated thing about her was her boobs. I always speculated that her size must be 38D. From the first day I seen her, I thought that she was conservative kind of a person who wears Salwar Kameez most of the time.The day we came across I saw a hidden desire in her eyes. So I decided to talk to her. One day she came to me to discuss some problem which I solved quickly. In few meetings, she became very friendly with me. I shared a very close. "I wanna see you jerk off into them," she said as she lead me to the couch where I sat down and Eloise stood in front of me. Lifting up her skirt and rubbing her pussy right before my eyes. Upon seeing this I couldn't help but drop my mouth open in both shock and anticipation. I then did exactly as I was told and took out a pair of her lacy panties which I rubbed against my cock and balls once I had unbutton my pants and had pulled them down pass my knees. . He was fascinated to see the short crack shining pink and wet with her love juices. The slit usually shallow appeared deep due to swollen labia on its two sides. He could see the thick engorged clitoris at the front end of the slit. The theoretical knowledge gained by reading books came handy to him. He knew without doubt what to do to pleasure his lady love. He shifted her so that her hips came to lie at the edge of the bed. Sitting on the floor between her legs he supported them on his.