Or even if he is, what he might do," Kiefer warns her. "But if you do go, at least take him something to remember you by." They both get up to go back...to work, Elisha still mulling the idea over in her head. A few days later, on her off day, she set off for Joe's house. She wasn't thinking about what might happen, just that meeting him might at least help ease his pain. She arrives about noon and rings the doorbell. The door is opened by a cute guy about 6'2", slim build with blond hair and. Many readers mail me thinking I am female. My reader with a request, to get it published on ISS forwards this story. If you like the story, please say so via mail or I am Raj a business from Delhi. I have to visit many cities as a routine work. I am married to Vidya. I have been married for 5 years. Vidya and I are 33 and try to keep us in good shape. I am six-foot, and about 73 Kg. Vidya is five-foot-one, 50Kg, and has long black hair that flows to her waist. Vidya’s measurements are. After couple of minutes I whispered in her ears and mouthful her ears softly. She thrilled with excitement. I saw her and kissed her on neck. She pulled my head and started kissing me. It was a French kiss for 4-5 minutes.I asked her asked me to move up her kameej (Salwas kameej). She obeyed my words. I cupped her boobs with bra on. She was wearing a pink bra and I liked it very much. Then I unhooked her bra. I started to caress her boobs and started squeezing her left boob with my one hand and. ”“What should we do?”“Lets see, lay back down.”She was already half naked with only her shirt on. I started to run my finger down again... “Nope, you’re not touching that again!”“Im just checking if its still wet.”“It hurt like hell last time, be careful.”“Ok.”She was still wet but probably from earlier as I ran my fingers and her pussy was closed!What should I do? Damn I just want to fuck that pussy... “Hey silly, come and kiss me.”I started to kiss her and after a few minutes and checked her.