. ah ………… mar dala ………………aaaaaaaaaahi ki awazian nikal rahi thin magr ab usay b maza anay lga tha or wo mairi traf apnay jisam ko ...akaiti thi. Tqreeban 15 minute tk Rida ki choot marnay k baad main nay us ki choot say apna lun bahir nikala or us ko doggi style main kr k us k peechay say us ki choot marni shroo kr di. Rida b ab mza la rahi thi drd khatam ho gaya tha or wo maira mukaml toor cudewany main maira sath da rahi thi. Maira agla targt us ki gaand thi or main nay chodatay chodatay apna. "Alright, I'm ready to go home now."When I dropped her off, I apologized for being short with her. I'd clearly misread her anger."It's okay. Do you think what I said will make a difference?" I don't know," I answered.I drove home, and thought about what my future would be without Abby. I'd had only one real girlfriend before her, and it'd been nothing like what I had with Abby. I couldn't imagine feeling the same way about anyone else. Izzy was right; I'd spend the rest of life trying to. I redid my makeup and put my hair in a ponytail. I decided to change into jeans from the skirt I had on and after doing that, put my heels on and started to get ready to return to work. I went towards the garage where I found my husband on a short ladder with the garage door now open. I said hello again and decided to have a cigarette while chatting with him. I took out my lighter and lit my cigarette, took a deep drag and exhaled. As I did so I noticed that my husband must have been wearing. So I wasn’t about to do it now or ever with my boss, and when he tries to pull me off his cock I resist. I hold him with one hand behind his thigh, the other squeezing hard on the base of him.“I want all of you,” he says.I can tell he isn’t close so I pull my mouth off.“What?”“I want to fuck you.”I stand up and begin removing my clothing and suddenly we are both practically tearing our way to nakedness. When we get there we throw ourselves into another kiss. Both of his hands again return to my.