Meena, age 28 years ,figure 30 36 34, very fair complexion with very sweet smile, she is married and not satisfied with her husband One day she called...me or phone per unhone kaha Aryan muje aap se milna hai maine pooch kahan to unhone muje aapni friend ke flat per boolaya (jinko ki ek bar isi flat mai chood choka hoon or unhone hi aapni friend ho mujhe suggest kiya),Haan jab mai pahocha to wo doono wahi per thi or kahan Aryan aap Meena ko pora maza dena or keh kar wo chali gayi, maine door ko. She continued fucking me in our driveway for what seemed like foreverbut I loved it. I was going wild, begging her for more. She startedstroking my cock at the same rhythm that she was fucking my ass and Iwas only moments from completely losing my load, when she pulled out. "Lets get inside, Stacy," Megan said. I didn't want her to stop but I think that we had gotten pretty loud andit was a good time to get inside before the neighbors realized that itwas us that were causing the commotion much. That night, my husband and I went home and made love which is normal on a Saturday night for us. I use the term ‘made love’ on purpose because that’s what it was. There was what I now consider a lack of aggression, raunch or whatever term one wishes to use. It was sweet and loving and nothing more. To that point I wasn’t looking for more and my husband wasn’t either. However, that night I noticed that I was a little more aroused than normal and found myself holding back from being more. One day I came home from school and found him sitting on the front steps. Not going to lie, I freaked out and someone peed in my pants a little.“Brad?” He looked up when I said his name. “Why are you here?”“I’m working up the courage to knock on the door. I booked a hotel room and when I got there, I was told they over sold the rooms and someone else got it. I tried calling all the other hotels and motels, but something is going on in Toronto and I can’t get a room. I was hoping your family.