Par wo mujhe touch nahi karene de raha thi. akhir kar maine apnay ek hath say uss ka boob ko pakra liya aur usay dabane laga, par wo bohat zoor laga r...hi thi per apnay appp ko chorra nahi paa rahey thi. Phir maine usse jabardasti uska haat pakad kar bedroom mein leke gaya aur usko bola mujhe tumhara dudh peena hai. Wo guse se laal ho gayi thi aur wo boli “manoj pls mujhe jane do” par main kuch sune ke condition main nahi tha meine uske baalon mein haath daal kar uska clips ko khol diya aur unke. Never once did I think I would end up putting my job-mine and my family's future-on the line.A fourth drink and I knew I deserved this. She caught my eye from the far side of the barn. Tall, auburn hair, her tits straining at the silky material of her bra, her blue jeans seemingly several sizes too small. She was looking right at me. Drink number five. She made her way through the crowd, her hips swaying, my mind moaning as I mind-fucked her at least a half dozen times before she pulled out the. That has started my interest in chatting online about her to others; and more and more personal/intimate thoughts about her. Even in great detail, just to meet this fantasy at this time. To describe her better, she is a 5'8'' 130lb, short blonde hair cutie. She has blue eyes and small little breasts (34b and some 34a bras). She is in great shape and works out consistently. She shaves and has nice, full, round ass. I always think of the moment when I see the man taking down her panties.. Like a beast, he was scratching my thighs. I was wet, he smelt my aroma and bit my thighs. I asked him not to bite, but he was not listening. I let him be him. I was enjoying, this was an actual pleasure. I hated my hubby at this moment. I hated him for not giving me this pleasure.He lifted my leg and made a gap to see my vagina which was wet. He started licking me with his tongue. I was cramping, moaning. It was a pleasure I am getting after 37 years and one kid. I was made to lie down, and he.