I started kissing on her lips, she was still crying. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips then made her lay on the bed. I went on top of her and ...tarted kissing her wildly. my hand was caressing her whole body over her the suit and salwar that she was wearing.I slowly opened her hair and started kissing on her neck. I bated her on the neck. Now cam the fun part. I started undressing her. she was hesitant. I removed her suit and salwar. she was lying in front of me in black bra and panty.. =PAnyway, Kamini / K wanted to come home sometime and check out my collection to see if there was something she could get copies made of.I said that it would be my pleasure to show her my…collection and grinned. While she didn’t react in any manner to my well executed pause, on retrospect I remembered that her eyes had quickly darted towards my crotch. Slut!So, getting to matters in hand, I saw very little of her after that first meeting. The years rolled by, I started spending a lot of time. ”“Come on! You know you want to touch it,” Phil stroked his cock in front of her, “You look so sexy in your banker clothes.”The married wife tried to stand up but Phil held the top of her shoulders keeping her on the cold floor. As she collapsed to her knees in front of him as he used his powerful large frame, “I know you like being on your knees in front of me!”“Phil! Stop it!” as she reached up and tried to brush his hands away. The cold floor burned on her knees.“You sure flew out of your. He stood as she walked up to him and leant over and kissed her on the cheek. "My, but don't you look fabulous. Going somewhere," he joked. "You don't look so bad yourself, she quipped back at him. You must be meeting someone special." "I think I just have. Won't you sit down." During dinner the two of them learnt more about each other and found that they had both been adopted when very young. They were both born in the same city and were amazed at how their lives had been in their early years..