Her size is 32(boobs). It is 100% real story only fake names are used here to not reveal both of our identity and some places mentioned in the story a...e fake.To know the whole story read the part 1 too with tittle had fun with the married lady.Let’s get back to the story.Part 2It happened some months back we boarded a bus to Mangalore to visit Dr with my mom and that married lady(Neha).It was 2 hours long journey to Mangalore.It was a hot day and the ride to Bangalore was going to get tried. She put her mouth to Dirk’s ear and whispered, “I know it’s a business suit, but looks can be deceiving.”Dirk held her close and got real quiet. It seemed like an eternity to Kara before he spoke. She was afraid she might have said the wrong thing. But it was taking Dirk a few seconds to process the message. Once he did though, he wasted no time. “It’s too hot for this sport coat.” He unbuttoned and shrugged it off his shoulders. “You want yours off too?”Kara whispered, “You sure no-one’s. My fingers worked through her blouse, massaging her. She let out a long, slow sigh. Her body relaxed as I worked. My dick throbbed with the beat of my heart. I licked my lips, this rushing blood shooting through me.Those breasts were lovely.Large. Soft. Pillowy.Her blouse was so low cut.She was on display before me. Her nipples poked hard at her fabric. She sighed again, almost a sensual whimper. My fingers slid up to the neckline of her blouse. I brushed her neck with my digits, feeling the. God, it felt good sliding down her throat, and she was careful not to spill a drop, for she knew she wouldn’t be offered more. She kept the dipper close to her mouth even though the water was gone, she needed a moment to find her voice and choose her words. She knew if she begged, he would give her water for a bath, to drink and food to eat, but she also knew what else lay in wait for her. She schooled her face into a look of defeat, wanting him to believe he had beaten her. Slowly the water.