It was, but I hadn’t decided that in time, and now I’d have to go to the next exit and turn back. And I was already running late for getting to th...t interview. Darn! It was great that Helen had gotten me this interview. She’d always been the steady one. We’d been inseparable through seminary, where we were both preparing to be ministers of education, but then Helen had sailed steadily toward the harbor, and I’d had to row double time just to stay on the surface of the water. ‘You’ll never make. I bent over his desk and lay my hands flat on the red leather top. I heard him gasp briefly and then let out a long groan as he slipped his length into my sopping wet pussy. I gave a little yelp and then covered my mouth to muffle my moans as his cock began to slide back and forth into my hot, slippery cunt. He was so considerate at first, probing me gently, but as his groans became deeper, he weighed one of my boobs in his hand and thrust harder, pushing me into his desk. My hands spread out. Karan suggested moving our chatting to a private app called kik so that we can hide our chats from my husband and his wife. I agreed and then we continued chatting over there. Then finally after almost a month of chatting that day came. It was a regular weekday morning.My husband just left for the office and it was 8.15 am in the clock. I was wearing an everyday saree and I was wrapping up my kitchen work. I heard the bell in our flat. As soon as I heard the bell, I went up to the door and to. Why, oh why, could I not enjoy them as I did those of the girl in the Harem? It seemed ridiculous. But it was a rule of Princess Karina’s ... and therefore, not to be disobeyed.On three successive days, I took Maid Maximum out on a close-carriage. That was my favorite form of driving, I had decided. She performed impeccably. Obviously putting everything into it. Sweating her guts out on my behalf. Indeed, strange as it may seem, I began to get the impression she actually wanted to please me!Did.