I preferred that approach. Had more honesty about it somehow."Can't see what you can do to help me!"Forester ignored the hostility in my reply."That ...s the first thing I must do to help, Stephen. Find out what is possible. I may call you Stephen, may I?" This was typical of the so called friendly approach. Asking my permission for something. He'd call me what he liked as we both well knew. When I didn't answer he just looked at me. This was a battle of wills, but his stare was just that little. Kneeling on the bed, full nangi and parting her massive hips herself, to get buggered, her brown ass hole winking in anticipation, she presented a most erotic sight. I pushed my lund upto the hilt in her dripping choot in one shove.Frustrated she whispered, ‘oh wahan nahi, gaand me ghusa, meri gaand me ghusa.’I gave two three quick shoves in her choot to lubricate my raging cock, placed it on her gaand and started pressing. With the touch of my Lund she shivered and stiffened her body. I. ”Again, he thanked her and continued playing golf.When he finished he saw her in the clubhouse. He went up to her and asked if he could buy her a drink for helping him out. She accepted.As they were drinking and talking he asked her what she did for a living. “I’m in sales.” He replied “no kidding so am I. What do you sell?”She said it’s too embarrassing to tell. But after he kept pleading to know what she sold she said she’d tell him if he promised not to laugh. He promised. She said “I sell. "Are you okay?" he said, turning to Vanessa, giving her a weird look. "I'm fine! I'm fine!" I said. Vanessa looked at the clock, said a quick goodbye to Austin and me, then rushed to her car. She was going to be late. Finally. My chance. Austin pulled off the blankets as soon as he saw her leave the driveway."You dirty little slut!" he said biting his lips. I didn't want to stop. I made myself stand up and slowly strip in front of Austin. "Wait.. Stop, Stella, you can't," he said as I placed my.