Jab woh pese lene ko juki thi meri to nazre hi nhi hati uske boobs prse,,me bs dekhta hi rha ur muje pata nhi tha ki usne woh notice kar liya tha ki m... uske boobs dekh raha hun toh fir woh thodi sharmayi aur boli raj kaha kho gaye aur kuch chahye kay?Mene mana kiya uar waha se chala aya abb asli khel saru hota he me roj waha se kuch na kuch kahridta tha aur kinju ko bhi mera waha jana achha lagta tha usse bhi meri tarah sex ki bhukh thi thodi bahut..ak din jab woh juki to mene dekah ki usne bra. A lady as beautiful as she should obviously deserve checking out the guy with whom she spends her time. So we met at a restaurant. She was wearing a black crop top and shorts. Her purple lipstick complemented her attire perfectly. As she entered the restaurant, all eyes got fixed on her.And to be honest I felt privileged when she sat against me. Her top revealed her spotless juicy tummy perfectly and shorts gave a glimpse of her flawless thighs. She indeed looked beautiful. After we were done. She was tossing her head from side to side. There was a pleading note to what she was trying to say, and I did my best to answer the plea. I drove in harder and faster, picking up speed by reducing the length of the strokes. Lovely was frantic now, clinging tightly, almost screaming her need. I caught her head and held it still, covering her mouth with my own as I finally let fly, squirting hard into her, letting my seed splash deep within her. She shuddered, trembling with the force of her own. When I opened the door to the shed, I saw fat-cock-lad sitting on a tractor-mower pretending to drive it. I suppose it was something to do while he waited for me. "Well," I said. "This isn't the most romantic of meeting places, is it?" "No, I suppose not." He answered as he walked towards me. Over in the corner of the shed were a couple of old arm chairs that the maintenance boys would sit in when they had their tea break. We went over there, where he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. I.