I had a real shit-eating grin on my face as I went up to her. I started to ask her name, but she clapped her hand to my lips and shook her head vigoro...sly. She lies back on the hot trunk lid and spread her legs, pulling her skirt up as she went. I looked down into her lovely cunt, still dripping with her juices. I grabbed her cunt hair in my fist and shook it gently. She moaned softly. I propped my knees on the bumper and put my face in her crotch. She smelled delicious! I snaked out my tongue. She wasn't in the door 10 seconds before she had grabbed my dick and was trying to suck the skin off of it. I don't think she said more than three words before that. She went to town, sitting on edge sucking while i tried to get clothes off. She pulled her dress off in one motion and pulled me to bed, grabbing my cock and rubbing it on her wetness and clit. She came damn near instantly. She told me she had not had sex since our last encounter ( about a month or two went by) and had only tried. I was blocked. I had been fighting on a follow up novel to my first novel that had bombed. It was summer time and warm and sunny, but the birds did not sing for me. The money that was keeping me in food and whiskey was dwindling fast. I was at a crossroad; and instead of working on anything publishable, I was doodling on my notepad and looking at pictures of attractive girls on the Internet. That was how I found her. She was on one of those networking sites. I had come across her by accident. Pr vo to tablet ke asar se lgbhg soi hui thi. Ab mene auto wale se bola ki dhire dhire chalo. Usne auto start kiya nd hum chalne lage. Mere hath ab puri tarah se bhabi ke boobs ko sahla rahe the, unko bhi maja aa raha tha. Ab mene game ko age badate hue apni ungliya blouse me ghusa di pr unhone ne rok liya to me samajh gaya ki q. Phir aese krte krte ghar aa gya tab tk mere lund ki hlat khrab ho gyi thi. Auto se utarte hi mene wife ko uthaya and upar le jne laga to bhabi boli rahne do niche mere.