Lets call her Avantika. She had an average Indian figure and had definitely taken pains to maintain herself. She had a tendency to put on weight but h...d kept it under control through exercise and diet with obvious benefits. I had met her husband too. He appeared to be a nice guy. Fairly rich, tall and good looking chap. They did make a handsome couple. Avantika was definitely not working for money. Job was just a time pass. One fine day over a coffee break the talk spilled over to families and. Josh loved the smell of her perfume and asked her what the name of it was. Savannah was blushing at the thought of Josh liking her favorite scent. Josh tried to be a good tutor and keep his mind on the books but he was caught up in how lovely she smelled and looked. He looked over at Savannah and her nice toned legs shooting straight out of her short skirt that stopped halfway at her thighs and was covered by her big heavy math book. He followed her legs down to the floor where she had. Very slippery now !) I turned around with my butt facing it, spread my legs, and slowly motioned myself back , as I leaned back, I first touched my cheeks to the slippery toy, wriggling my butt all over the head and letting it slide up and down between my very slippery buttcheeks! Just the touch made my cock very hard, and with my right hand (still slippery) I slid around my hard throbbing 7" fat cock ! MMMMMMMM! What a feeling ! I scooched back on the toy with my asshole aimed right at my. I know most cons dream of driving places, but I didn’t. I knew that at almost fifty years old, I was too old to be think of any drastic changes. Those kinds of changes were the second greatest reasons ex-cons couldn’t make it on the outside. The greatest reasons were the old habit that die hard. I had never been a drug user and I had no criminal friends, so the first reason wasn’t an issue.I decided that learning to cope with the changes was going to be my enemy. The way to handle it was to go.