As I continued holding her soft hand I cautioned her that these hands might not be so soft this time next year. She said that was fine and we started ...o chat a bit. Turns out she's 36, married with no kids. She had a good career in the city, but wasn't so lucky when they decided it was time for her to be a mom. I didn't press her on the subject as it's a very private matter. She wanted to get back to basics, eating healthy and closer to the earth. As winter approached, I had her come out to the. I would wear heels and no stockings. I bought white satin sheets for the guest room bed and would take him there. I placed a dim, indirect soft light in the room so that we would be able to admire each other.Saturday night came and my husband told me that he would pick up Buck and bring him at 9 PM, and he would drop him off and return at 8 AM next morning to take him back to his apartment. I bathed and got ready for my boy. Waiting till the doorbell rang, I opened the door to a young black man. Aah ahhha ahhaam aaah aaah aahhm just keep doing it aah aah aaahhh aaaahmOr kuch der baad uska pani bhi nikal gya. And she was relaxed. Main uske upar late gya or use kiss krne lgaR:- mere husband ne kbhi aisa kuch nhi kiya. I really enjoyed it. And we started kissing again. Mera lund fir se khda ho rha tha. And she said “I can’t wait any more, just do it, fuck me”.Maine uski taango ko apne kandho pr rkha or apna lund uski chut pr rkha. Ek dhakka mara lund thoda sa ander gya. She cried ” slowly. Nicer than any towel that had ever touch her skin. All of her clothes were downstairs, so she just walked out in the towel.Mr. Michaels sat waiting patiently. And smiled when he saw her. He picked up his phone and pointed it at her. Her phone with the pink glittery outer cover lay in his lap. “Drop the towel and give me some poses,” he demanded. She shrugged and dropped the towel to the floor. She pushed out her tits and pouted for the camera. He clicked and started to move and snap off.