She said she was sorry the food was cold and asked if I wanted anything else instead. I told her she was beautiful and sexy as hell, but I couldn't le... her cheat,even if her husband was a plonker.She told me it was his idea. I told her I found that hard to believe. She said that wasn't the only hard thing but it was true. I looked down and saw my trousers had bulged noticeably. She swore it was her husbands idea, and I stopped arguing as she kissed me, and my hand automatically went up to her. The notion that we were mutually enjoying each other like that was terrific. I pressured her cherry as well, so I tingled myself as I felt I had the pleasure down, at least a little bit. I was learning and looking to do more, but I still didn't rush to running, though. I let my head move back and forth, so my tongue did the same."Oh, yes, just like that, Candy," she moaned, letting her legs up a bit. "Lick it hard for me, though; you don't need to be nice to my cherry; you may be mean, I. ..aaahhhh....yes....like that.... And I went on exerting as much as pressure onto her firm and tight breasts. The more I pressed her breasts, the more pressure she demanded on her breasts from me, the harder I squeezed her fleshy and spongy breasts, even herder she requested squeeze her breasts. My erect hard cock was getting pressed and rubbed against Nargis's soft, silky, fleshy and round hips. And I went on squeezing her breasts in the same way. She was writhing her body sexily. She gave. A slight wind caught my coat as I walked up the steps to the front door. I draw it tighter to my body to keep the heat in. I ring the doorbell and wait patiently. I must have missed the intercom because it’s just a moment before Lambeau’s voice can be heard saying, “Enter.”The entryway to the house is just as luxurious as I could have imagined it would be. It was simultaneously impressive and intimidating. The walls of the hallway on both sides were book cases full of books and statues, and the.