You're just trying to make a living".She seemed to be relieved now that I assured her that I only had good intentions. She continued to ask me persona... questions though."So you married? Girlfriend? k**s?" None of the above. Divorced once, only just finalized recently, a string of relationships followed but that has only increased my stress levels. Just haven't met the right girl I guess".I wasn't sure why I was being so open to this stranger, but it felt great to get these thoughts off my. Condom over it and lubed up, I lay back in my bed and began to stroke my still swollen clit as my dildo nudged the opening of my pussy. The combination of my previous finger play and the slippery lube soon had the head stretching my entrance but I'm very tight and my muscles fought back as I sought to work the head slowly but surely inside me. The nerves around my hole were already responding and I squirmed and wriggled desperate to get it inside of me. I was pushing harder, then suddenly with. She was also attracted towards me. We even talked about sex. Now we both wanted each other badly.We both were from a decent family so meeting each other in public place was not good for both of us. One day her husband went out of station for a day. She invited me to her place. At around 12.30pm I rang the doorbell. There she was my darling dressed in saree with deep cut blouse. Her saree was of yellow color. She was smelling too good.There was no one in the house. I made myself comfortable in. He was happy to oblige, a little more pliable this time, but still impatient.When she straddled him and took him inside her, he'd tried to buck against her, until she had to hold his hands and quietly, assertively tell him, "My rules." She had began working herself on him, swiveling her hips and clenching his shaft with her walls and muscles, making him moan in pleasure, but also in agony as she refuted his attempts to start fucking her. She wanted to cum first by taking him.For the time being,.