Dan heard the carts wheels squeaking. He looked up and saw Martha, the housekeeper pushing her cart into the foyer. "Good evening Martha how are you t...night?" Oh, I'm just fine Mr. Dan. Working late again I see. You know as the boss you should keep more regular hours."Dan laughed out loud. "Yea, right Martha, regular hours... heck, these are regular hours. My dad used to work twice as long as I do." Well Mr. Dan, no disrespect, but maybe that's why he died as young as he did."Dan watched Martha. Mr. Richard swallowed the wine which came from Arpita’s mouth, and the she started kissing and sucking his lips. Putting the glass down on the table beside, she held his face with her two hands and started kissing and sucking his lips. Mr. Richard responded in the same manner too, and soon the room was filled with wet sound of kissing and smooching.His hands were still at her waist, and as she lifted her up to reach to his lips, he grabbed her ass and started pressing them gently. Arpita. I was usually told this on the beach as Sarah showed off all her assets in a variety of bikinis, and often went topless.*A few hours after we woke on that first morning in the country, my wife was sorting through boxes in the garage when there was a knock at our side door.I answered to a friendly looking man a few inches taller than me with a decent enough build and posture for a man in his early 50s perhaps. He had curly light brown hair turning grey and clearly receding in places. He wore a. I was gasping and groaning loudly, unable to control myself, "That cock is fucking nice babe, oh baby, oh you're deep", I moaned. I couldn't control what I was saying, mumbling and groaning how I loved it so.Darius raised up so he was on his knees behind me and pulled my hips up to meet him. He was once again inside me. He pulled my arm behind my back and surprised me when he softly took a hold of my hand, interlocking his fingers with mine. He slowed his pace, but kept pushing deeper and.