The day she came to my cubicle I was stunned, she was an amazing looking Gujarati girl in her late twenties; very fair, height around 5’7″ with as...ets 36-28-34. I was speechless looking at her.She was wearing a red tight t-shirt and blue jeans. Her assets were clearly visible because of the way she was dressed in combination with the red colored lipstick on those fabulous lips, made me want to grab them right then. She extended her hand and we had a handshake and her skin was so warm and soft.. At precisely 7:45 every Tuesday morning, the most peculiar man shimmied down the street and purchased a newspaper at the booth outside Winnifred’s coffee shop window. She’d been watching this man for months and looked forward to his awkward strut down the sidewalk.Before long, a waitress put her order of toast on the table. Winnie, as always, avoided eye contact. She then unfolded the paper napkin and carefully tucked it into her collar to protect the front of her clothes. Winnie had an. It was the kind of cock you only see in porn movies.I smiled and said, “How do you want it?”He smiled and in a teasing voice he asked, “Are you sure you’re woman enough?”I laughed and ordered, “Get your ass over here.” I pulled him down and pushed him over onto his back. I leaned down and sucked at his cock for a moment, but there was no way that thing was going down my throat.Everyone had stopped to watch but we’re ignoring our audience. I sat up and straddled him. With a little bit of a. Masturbating had stopped working for me years ago. With my cock in the bottle, it took, if so desired, mere minutes. I was waiting for her. The thought of her ample, bubbled ass had me ready. ‘Don’t wait for me Erin. Fuck me!’ ‘Your cock is going to be so good! I’m dying to feel it in me. Promise me you will stick it in me and fuck my broad ass off. Ohh Goddddd I’m Commmmmiiinnngggg!’ My cock exploded into my bottle within seconds of Erin’s orgasm. As usual I felt exhaustion but elated. I had.