Me : have you hired gigolos before also?Moksha : yeah twice.Me : okay.Moksha : so I want you as my slave for 3 hours. Whatever I want I’ll do with y...u. Fine?Me : sure beautiful. It’s my pleasure.Moksha : my husband leaves for office at 10 am and kids leave for school at 12. We can enjoy between 2-5.Me : alright. When is the date?Moksha : tomorrow.Me : alright then. See you tomorrow.She gave me her address and we left. Guys even at 40 she was hot. She was a perfect milf. Her boobs were of. He watched as Katie’s hand went limp and she closed her eyes, and lay back on her fluffy pillow. A sigh left Katie’s mouth as the glass dildo rolled out of her hand and rested on the covers. Zain placed the shopping bag carefully outside her door and creeped back down the stairs. His cock was still rock hard so he left the house quickly and raced over the road, struggled to get the key in his door, and once finally in slammed it shut behind him, standing against the door. He dropped his. She stopped and said, "I don't want you to cum in my mouth". Before I had the chance to turn her over so I could go down on her, she straddled me and put the entrance of her pussy against the head of my dick. After just a second or two, I was all the way inside of her. She was so wet and so hot! The one thing that I didn't expect was that her pussy was a little looser than I thought it might be. Still, she felt incredible. I was just ready to say that when she said, "Wow, this feels SO good!". I was announcing, without really announcing, ‘moving on’ with the ‘breakup cut’. The let’s-cut-it-all-off-haircut was a statement of personal empowerment, an adieu to an affecting three-year relationship with a Hungarian woman I had fallen madly in love with during my sabbatical in London. My first serious lesbian relationship. I was 35. Until then I wasn’t pretending to be ‘straight’...I was straight. I had instantly sensed a connection when I met my college sweetheart at 19. It was the ’90s,.