But when Gautam met Divya at the train, he didn’t know a bit about the trouble that is going to land him to. Taking advantage of his wife’s absenc..., he had started meeting Divya at her home and was not expecting the rude shock he got from Mr. Sharma. Mr. Sharma – owner of a popular garment store – not only happened to know Divya, but also had first-hand experience of her slutty nature.Seeing her with Gautam, Mr. Sharma immediately knew that something was wrong. He then took advantage of his. He had almost a week to wait for Friday to come round, but he had never been so excited since he was little. On the other hand, he was also very worried about the whole business. He had lived in The Avenue for many years now, and was very well thought of by his neighbours. They all saw him as a nice old "gentleman", and he worried about what would happen to him if he was caught fucking the local papergirl. The age difference was enormous, and he'd probably end up in very big trouble. He. “Do you think he saw?” My boyfriend whispered.“I’m not sure”. I panted.“I hope he did!” He breathed.I continued to rub myself more feverishly, pushing two fingers deep inside my hot, wet aching hole. I was dangerously close to coming, the thought that I might have just been seen pushing me even closer to the edge. A few minutes later the stranger returned, holding a drink. As his silhouetted form shuffled slowly back along the row towards his seat, I observed his head was titled slightly, as if. The cock was continuing to rise, and her gripping hand no longer fully encompassed it.She felt the width grow in her palm and throb hotly. Her other hand, that had been playing with her cunt, reached out and pulled the cock to her.She slobbered on the cock head and drool leaked from her lips. When the foreskin was pulled taut she began a wet trek along it with her flicking tongue.She covered every inch of the staff with her lapping mouth, enjoying the hot feel of the instrument as it bobbed and.