Sometimes it sounds like a wise old man speaking to me.”“Would you like to hear me play something for you, even though I am not a wise old man?”...��I’d love that and you’re right, you certainly don’t look like a wise old man.”“Oh, and what do I look like,” she said, standing up, shifting one hip to the side, putting her hand on the back of her head, posing like a sexy model.“You don’t want to know what I think,” I answered, feeling she was teasing me. “I’m supposed to be a good boy, aren’t I?“I. He worked for a small, family owned company. His direct boss was Samantha. Her husband, Steve, headed up the other division of their company. He had worked there for the past 8 years, and truly loved his job. The food was wonderful, and Nicole had chosen a nice merlot to accentuate their meal. Matt did notice that Nicole had a couple extra glasses than she usually drank, but, remembering their earlier adventure, was hoping for a repeat. As they finished, Nicole re-filled her wine glass and. I went out in to his balcony and while reading I saw Parvathi drying clothes in the garden, wow she looked great. She always dressed decently and conservatively, she was well looked after by my family. After she had put up all the clothes for drying she moved in to her room and I again tried to select a book for myself, but suddenly something caught my eye I found something pink wrapped in a white piece of paper in the dust bin and soon I realized that it was a condom. Looking at it I was. I waited for Her to hesitate and speak. But he got on top of Her and She only smiled. Saying nothing. He reached down and grasped his cock with his right hand. She was smiling. She was silent. Then it just happened. His huge cock slid bare into Her beautiful, sacred pussy. The object of my obsession and worship simply accepted him. Just like that, he took my Wife. The rest of it was just fucking. Yes, he was very very good. They fucked in a variety of positions. Missionary, doggy style, Her on.