The first one I came across was in her mid thirties, I was 19 at the time and I could fuck for England. So I knocked at her door and she opened it wit... a big smile and a very low cut top. " come through to the utility room" she said " the washer doesn't seem to be emptying". This particular washer didn't have a filter door at the front like modern machines, so I had too tilt it back and the get on the floor to look under it. No sooner had I lay on my back when she spoke to me again " can you. He changed the tune to long slow melancholy notes and with each note she undid another button of her dress. He kept on playing as all the buttons were undone and her body was laid bare before him. Her nakedness silhouetted by the sweat soaked white dress underneath her. The notes rippled across her skin leaving her feeling tingly and excited. He leaned in and continued playing as she raised her hands above head for a full stretch and then into her long red hair. She laid her head back as a long. Phir se jabardasti unhe god me utha liya or bed pe lita diya or firse lips pe kiss krne laga thoda bahut samjhane pe nitika maan gayi or paglo ki tarah mujhe kiss krne lagi or meri shirt bhi utar di ab main bhi josh me aa gaya unka top utaar diya pink bra me vo bahut jyda sexy lag rahi thi aisa lag raha tha abhi mera 6 inch ka land daal du but main unhe tadpana chahta tha maine unki bra jeans or panty utaar di or paglo ki tarah puri body pe kiss krne laga unki chut full hairless thi or usme se. I am noticing, that the table cloth hangs over the table and it hits the floor. I think to myself, how interesting that this table cloth hangs so low. Mark’s meetings were later in the day, so we agreed to meet at the restaurant. I arrived first and after awhile Mark walks in. I stand up and give him a kiss and then we both sat down. Mark orders some wine for us. We are drinking it, and the conversation is flowing. I am feeling a little tipsy. His leg is brushing against my leg. We are sipping.