* Broken Trust: Book Two of the Trust Trilogy I got what I wished for. But it wasn’t what I deserved. I was happy in every aspect of my life. My son... Danny, was doing well. His father and my ex-husband Josh was now stepping up to help raise him. I was about to be promoted to a vice presidency of a large local bank and was in the best physical shape of my life—about to run my first marathon. Ben Sheppard, my first true lover, was a phone call away. Then I met David Butcher. He was a charismatic. I said ‘You were great Deepti’. ‘Oh just finally decided to have some real fun. I never had a partner in mischief like you !’ replied Deepti.‘Come on let’s finish tonight properly !’ she said, taking my hand.Deepti grabbed me, pushed me to the bed. She climbed on top of him and straddled my chest, her naked pubes pressing into is stomach and her bare legs touching his sides. ‘Don’t worry about a thing, Arjun. I want this’ said Deepti and with that she bent forward and kissed me her breasts. .Keep posting the comments to ‘’. Any girls and aunties are willing to share their personal thoughts or interested in safe friendship pls mail me. I’m here with 100% privacy.After that incident often I visit her place. But I haven’t got any chance to fuck her. I did foreplay all the times. Whenever we get the chance she use to give me a quick blowjob.. since I’m very happy to get the blowjob, I’m always ready to get it. I used to finger her.We have been doing this whenever we get a chance... " She let herself in and they rode up in the penthouse elevator. She had called up on the house phone from the lobby so Cindy, also wearing Levi's and her work shirt, was waiting at the apartment door when the elevator arrived.Cindy had a wry grin on her face and said, "The drunks come staggering home. I'm so glad you could make it, Slave Cathy," she said acidly, "I thought you were going out for just a couple of hours?" Mistress, it's not my fault! What can I do when I'm in an Irish bar with.