She always smiled and greeted him pleasantly. She routinely brought him coffee, tea, or whatever on the spur of the moment. CRAP, had he been complete...y blind here?If Kathy did like him as more than a friend, what about him; what did he feel for her? He felt like crap right now thinking about hurting Kathy. What did he feel about her? He sure did like her around and she was built like the proverbial brick shithouse. She sure was nicer and prettier than Sarah, as well as more mature. Fuck, fuck,. Clare sighed, thinking as she often had before that Sandi Smith was one of the most difficult to understand females she'd run across in quite a while. Months ago, when the Smiths had moved to a house in Lakeview Estates only a few blocks away from the Johnson's home, Clare had looked forward to becoming good friends with the younger blonde woman. She'd expected to have more in common with her than with most of the other women in the subdivision, who all seemed to have several young children and. “Uma, you like it…Dont you…You like your son’s cock in your virgin asshole?” Uma nodded. But I wanted her to be as shameless as she should be.” Say it, Uma. Bol sali Kuttia……bol tujhe mer alund achha lag raha hia apni gaand mein”say you bitch tyhat you love my cock in your ass”!!.” I cupped her breast, as I rammed my cock in her tight hole.She simple moaned as I pinched her nipple”Say it Uma, say whore!!”“Fuck … me. Chod meri gaand Rahul, mere beta…Fuck my ass.” she said breathlessly. I could. To which he replied yes please... but I had to go soon after Our third meet did not start so well, it was nearly 4 weeks later,and I had two hours between 7-9pm to spend with him I had to leave at 9pm, to be home before my wife, I was working up in London, and got on the train at SWT the train was cancelled due to some poor woman throwing herself under a train at Vauxhall, but we could get to Clapham and I could get a train to Epsom from there, a slightly longer journey via Southern trains..