I just didn't see why my tax money had to be spent saving souls when it didn't work and the only good was to give an otherwise useless bureaucrat a pa...check. Julie was (and is) gentler than me. But, what the hell, all in all, I couldn't have found more of a woman than Julie, anywhere, any time, who fit me like she did and does.So we spent the day talking and watching TV and hugging and kissing and all the rest. I took her on the sofa, on my lap and again on the floor. For a man hitting. She was considered the hottest bhabhi in office since she was so beautiful and homely at the same time.She always wore decent dresses but even her fully covered body made heads turn. I knew that more than a dozen young guys were desperate to get her laid. I had fucked a dozen ladies before but this one was so hot and i knew that she would taste great. The first few months went by normally with me just fantasizing her every time i fucked my wife. I used to imagine her sucking my cock while i was. He groaned slightly as he pushed further into her tight hole. Blood began to slowly flow out of her pussy as he loosened her up. She sighed with relief as his balls hit her ass, his cock was fully embedded inside and for a few moments he paused there with her pussy muscles squeezing his new sensation. As he brought his hips back, the pain she felt began to fade and turn to pleasure. He then slammed his cock back in a bit harder than his first thrust making a soft moan leave her lips. Once more,. My lips opened for him.My hips rocked forward, desiring, needing, hungering for more. A finger pressed into my wetness and my body opened gladly. A second finger joined the first with the next stroke. I felt his hot breath upon my skin as his lips brushed up against my pussy. A quick dart of his tongue lashed out and in, brushing over my very sensitive clit. His fingers began a quick, driving rhythm, in and out, with his tongue quickly matching, rubbing lightly up and down over my swollen.