Her skin felt like silk against my fingers. She reached a hand behind her and undid the clasp keeping her straining bra on, the straps whipped around ...nd it literally popped off of her tits. I massaged her tit, stopping occasionally to tweak her nipple, I leaned in and took her other nipple into my mouth rolling my tongue over the now rock hard piece of flesh. She gasped and closed her eyes, color flooding into her cheeks. With my free hand I caressed her back slowly. “It’s funny that I popped. She gave me her contact number. Of, course she was beautiful but more than that, she was sexy as far as her vital statistics (38-32-42 I think) were concerned.In between our conversations, I came to know that she was a widow and 35 years old. She had no Children.Later we started in the same cab from the airport.She dropped me at my stop(Hinjewadi) and then left for her home in Koregaon and I said her goodbye. Three weeks later, when I was in my office, she called me.She asked, “Can you meet me. Main apni peeth ke bal bistar par apni tange chowdi kar ke leti thi aur apni chudai ka intezar kar rahi thi. Wo meri dono taangon ke beech me baith gaye aur unka mota taza lund unke haath me tha. Unhone apne lund ka topa meri chut ke darwaje par lagaya to main sihar uthi. Kya gajab ka ehsaas tha. Lund meri chut ke darwaje par khada tha. Maine muskara ke chacha ki taraf dekha to wo bhi muskaraye. Unhone kaha ” Apni saans rok lo meri nanhi chut wali, main apne lund ko tumhari chhoti si chut me. I found tents and a lot more that had been abandoned or left by those that had died. I checked each and smiled as I began to collect things. I took over one that looked like a ten man cabin tent. Inside it was five times larger than the outside and had a separate bedroom and bathroom. It even had a small library with almost everything about the Valley of the Dead Kings.Most I had read many times and ignored. I was sitting while reading when the door opened and a mage stepped in. I glanced at.