"There was a bit of lightness in my mystery blonde's voice that made think she was teasing me, I looked back up with what I'm sure would have been a w...tty response on the tip of my tongue, but when I saw the deep cleavage only inches away from my eyes, my mouth just hung open."Sorry, I scared you, I'll help you clean up the mess."My sexy visitor was kneeling down next to me leaning over and gathering books. As she cleaned, I couldn't help but stare at the impressive expanse of skin jostling. Me- You will get more with 2 fingers.She- No, 2 wont be good. That can hurt.Me- Hey, you are a doctor. You know very well. Moreover, you are married also. You are not a virgin. Don’t talk like this.She- Please no, I never experienced 2 fingers.Me- Why, your husband doesn’t do this?She- He is not dirty like you.Me- Whats dirty in this? Does he do with one finger only?She- I told you na, he doesn’t do all this stuff. He uses his thing more.Me- Oh, so you are not used to finger fucking. If you. Here was Leicester Square! The clicking of my heels on the pavement took me north up Charing Cross Road - towards Soho. I don't think I had intended coming here, but as I thought of Soho, a memory entered my head - did these places still exist? Would I be allowed in?The memory was of a porn video I had once seen - as a man I watched quite a bit of porn - but this particular video had captured my imagination and now a frisson of excitement travelled through my body as I wondered if I could have. When he was sure she was ready he spread her legs and slowly entered his hard cock inside her small tight wet, slippery pussyhole and started fucking her, she raised her pelvis to him. His hands were all over him digging her scarlet painted fingernails into his shoulders and screaming his name over and over and over again and he pounded her harder, the harder he pounded, the more she screamed until finally he heard the pounding of blood in his head then with a groan he exploded his seeds deep.