Husband to office as usual. I would sometimes work from home and it is during those times I got really close to Babita.Babita is a gorgeous woman who ...s extremely fair in colour and basically a bbm without the tummy I would say. Not fat but her tummy was reflective of her age and lifestyle and I love it! She would wear normal slawar suits or sarees. Sarees would drive me off-the-edge and I think she knew it. She would never expose herself or try to seduce me. Her manner of speaking and demeanor. He fantasised about what it would be like to be ramming his cock into her lovely body.He rubbed his cock harder and faster until he came into the hand that was squeezing the head, lost in the dream. The shock of what he had been doing registered when his balls contracted. He found himself looking at the spurting cum.‘Damn I’ve got it bad’ he decided as he got up to go clean himself up.After regaining his composure and fresh coffee, he went back to reading the logs.This time he concentrated on. She was about fifteen miles outside of Reno coming into the city on a back road from her home in the mountains, when she heard the siren. She glanced up at her mirror and saw the flashing lights of a police car. Damn!" she thought. She looked down at the speedometer. 67." She almost always set the cruise control a mile or two over the limit. Cops never bothered people in that narrow zone. Maybe he just wanted her to get out of the his way. She slowed and pulled over to the side of. It was clear and slippery and when I touched it a thin string of of it stuck to my finger leading back to the small puddle in in my pants. I grabbed the hand lotion again and slathered up my stick.I was still a little sensitive from cumming lest than fifteen minutes before. God did it feel good! I was going to have to be careful or I'd be going off again in no time. I got into a slow easy pace and went back to looking at the magazine. Turning the page I seen that he was laying back on the work.