. I said “I asked simply.. Sorry.”She responded ‘hmm..’Few mins later I asked her, ‘what was her ug degree?’She said, ‘m.Sc maths with b...Ed.’I said,’then why are you wasting your degree.,you can go to a job’She said her hubby is not allowing her to do so. I said ‘I feel pity’I added, ‘in this generation girls should not be dependent on men for everything, if you o to job you can spend money on you own’She said she wants to go to job by afraid of her husband.I gave her an idea. I tell you some. She’d pushed herself back against me as I came, the tight muscle around her opening squeezing the very base of my cock in a firm grip, squeezing and milking me dry. I felt her body go limp in my arms as her own orgasm slowly receded, releasing its hold on her body, and we melted into each other, just holding, each savoring the other pressed against us. I was tired, ready for sleep, and I could tell by the way that Alli’s body relaxed against me that she felt the same. As we whispered a few. “Hello, Paulette!” he welcomed her with a grin, “Please come in!” The small porch led into a reception room where he took both of her hands in his and they exchanged brief kisses to the cheek; the most contact that they had shared so far.“This is very cosy, Tom!”“Yes, I don’t need a lot of space. Let me show you around.” He released her right hand but held onto the left; it had been many, many years since Donald had held her hand and it felt good. A set of open double-doors gave them access to. When we got back home we sat on the couch and watched something on TV. Whatever it was, was boring. He said, “Fuck this shit, Pabst Blue Ribbon!” (One of our favorite lines from the movie “Blue Velvet”), and hit the PLAY button on the VCR remote. The VCR sprang into action, and whatever porn tape was in there started playing. I recognized it as one of his movies, one I figured was one of his favorites. It featured the busty blonde named Samantha Strong (who I also liked), who happened to bear a.