I let him put his hands on me, in front of my husband Don.Now, that act tormented me, I kept thinking about it, night and day. Every time I would slow...down I would think about how exciting it had been to fuck that unknown black man. I felt sick about it; that the touch of some black man's hand had effected me so that I let him led me into a bathroom for a quick fuck. I was a married women and I felt sick with remorse. I found that I couldn't sleep at night, and every time Don tried to touch me. Ria- fr bhi mujhe thori sharam ati ha.Me- chalo fr ma apne kapre utar dta hun fr tum shayad nhi sharmao gi.Vo kuch bolti usse pehel maine apne sare kapre utar dia or bas apni shorts me khara tha mera lund fr se khara ho gaya tha or tent bana raha tha.Ria- isko kia hua yeh kiu khara ha.Me- tumhe dekh kar khara ho gaya ha.Ria – par maine to pure kapre pehne hue ha to fr bhi khara ho gaya.Me- par mere dimag me to tum nangi hi ho na.Fr maine usko apni tarf khincha or use kiss karne lag para vo. I tell her how she's my dirty little slut and how I'm going to fuck her every hole on her body. I remove her jeans then slide off her lace panties. She opens her legs for me so I can lick her sweet, wet pussy. She spreads her pussy for me while I make my way to her clit. Lashing my tongue all over her sweet pussy making her moan as she grabs a hold of my head, shoving my face harder on her pussy and I can tell she's getting closer to cumin. I slide my fingers into her tight, wet pussy. I can. You never demanded it, but on my first day I wear my uniform without bra or panties. When you’re in the room with me, I contrive things to bend over for, so you can see my pussy lips from behind. When you’re not in the room, I stop often to play with my pussy, making it puffy and dripping. The next time I bend over for you, I know you are looking at pink slit, and you can see juices dripping down the inside of my legs.When I stand up my back bumps into your chest. You are standing so close.