Ive got a natural knack for computers and made a decent amount of money with a software product I put out a lot of years back. I burned through it all... though, and now have to depend on a shitty job doing network support for a bunch of asswipes as a big corporation. Anyway, John knew about Suzi right from the beginning and was always sending me suggestions. Hed done a lot of the legwork for our two Germany trips and planned to go with us but caught cold the first time and had some kind of. I quickly grabbed hold of your hands and suck your fingers. Your eyes widened from my actions, and I know it pleases you. "Can we go somewhere else?" I stood up before you can even respond. You followed me as I exit the cafe, and guided me to your car. As you drove the car I started stroking your inner thigh once again. You try to focus on the road but I know deep inside your begging me to stroke your cock. I unbuckled your belt and unzipped your fly. I slide my hand inside your boxers to. Coming to the story, it all happened few months back in our apartment where we used to stay my bhabhi got married few years back and her age is 35 now and she has 2 daughters elder daughter is studying her post matriculations far from her home town and the younger daughter is in SSLC. My brother (bhabhi’s husband) works for a private company any myself recently passed out graduate and my father a retired service man and my mother a homemaker, ours is a traditional family and after my brothers. I slapped her silly to get her to revive and when she did, that's when we did it. That's when I did it. We fucked right there on the bathroom floor. I couldn't hold it back any longer. She wasn't ruptured from the blow, but it hurt plenty so she didn't fight my thrusts and when I spunked her, she thought we were done, that I was all done with her. I'd raped her. I'd raped her. A pregnant woman. And that was the ultimate indignity. Or so she hoped. I'd.