Garima was a decent woman, I sensed that she was missing that love in her life. She was not the kinds that would sleep with anyone just to satisfy her...needs. She was sensible and self-respecting. But after getting friendly with me, I guess she had some ideas.It seemed to me that she had planned this day. I was pleased to know that. We had dinner and she showed me her flat. We were sipping wine too. Slowly, the wine started working and Garima got emotional. She was in tears as she was narrating. He must have been as horny as me, as it didn't take long before I felt that familiar feeling of his cock twitching and swelling before he deposited a huge load of cream in my thirsty bowels. He held me until I regained my composure, kissed me on the back of my neck, and told me "there is more to cum. Get cleaned up and I'll see you in the kitchen." I turned around to watch him as he rinsed of and saw that the girls had been watching us through the glass wall. He left and I screwed the douche. Our comfortable life includes inviting an occasional and suitable person into our bed. We both enjoy a healthy sex life and if others judge us by our associations then so be it. I'm here to let Johnnie's readers understand the motivation behind the subject matter of most of his stories.My husband, fiancé at the time, would lay me on my back with my legs spread and lick my pussy through the material of my panties. He'd lick under the edges and suck me through the gusset. Finally he take them off. He assured me that he already had that in motion--I mean, he already had the DNA data guys working on it as much as possible; but I had to understand that there were more than a hundred children that Federal assets were busily attempting to track down after review of documents they had collected in their investigation of Valisy's enterprise alone. And that was just a drop in the bucket with respect to the huge number of other unsolved kidnapping and child disappearance cases the Bureau had.