Wo kamaal kay lambay aur khub sare motay thay jab main nay soch kay ye mere andar jain gay meri sans ruk gai. Ab wo mere boobs daba rahay thay aur phi... aik hi jatkay main unhon nay mere bra pharr di mere do boobs bahar nikah ayee wo tarsay huon ki tarha mug paay toot paray mugha bed pay letaya aur bioobs ko chusna shuroo kar diya wo sath sath dant bi kaat rahay thay main pain say ronay lagi tab aik zordar thapad para wo bola chup salii koosa yaoon gashti na ho tu chup kar main siskiya le kar. Things went on like this for some time with nearly unbearable tension. At other times (other than 3 o'clock) Jess remained friendly and a little provocative. Her job performance was fine. But weekends were hell. Not to mention the days waiting to fuck her ass again. Finally I had had enough. I called Jess on Saturday and asked to see her."No." she said simply. "Only at work." Jess, I can't stand this. Either I see you right now and fuck you up the ass or this is over. I will never look at,. The leather material grips at my skin, making me shiver. I feel a slight pressure on top of me as I feel his warm breath on my against my neck.I could tell he was excited as I felt his raging boner pressed tight against my thigh. My breathing becomes ragged and my pussy wet as I imagined his heated flesh entering me over and over again.The moonlight hits his face and I look into his dark brown eyes before he turns his head and fumbles with the drawer again. His head turns to mine again,. I stood up. He was a large man, a little overweight but I would rather that than too thin. He was tanned and had nice smooth skin with a lovely fragrance which I did not recognise. He took my hand and lead me into the bedroom. There was a large bed with mirrored wardrobes along two sides of the room and a mirrored ceiling. This was obviously a room designed for sex. Later, when we were talking, he told me the room was shared between him and a friend who both used it to take their women to so it.