To oosane khaa ki tum bhaut sexy ho raat mein soyi hui thy ekdam akele apane night gown mein tum mere room mein aaye aur mere paas aake late gaye aur ...mein bhaut ghari nind mein thy tumne mere gown ke andar haath daal ke mere boobs ko masalane lage tumne dekhaa ki meri nind nahi khuli to tumne muha mein leke boobs ko choosane lage aur dabane lage mein madhosh hone lagi aur meri nind toot gai tum ekdam sakpakka gaye lekin dare nahi aur boobs ko dabate rahe tumhe maja aa rahaa thaa mene khaa haan. Steve, the other guy, is a couple of years younger than me, and extremely fit - in both senses of the word. Very attractive man, and regularly runs half marathons. And he has incredible stamina, our sessions usually last for ages, making me come a lot before he finishes. On the day Steve was coming round, I had a leisurely bath and got myself dressed in the outfit that Tony had picked out for me - skimpy black panties, matching bra, stockings, black dress. I waited in my husband's bedroom, sat. Slowly opening my blouse. I just couldn’t resist more. I hugged him so tight and kissed him, sucking his approaching lips, licking his invading tongue.And then my blouse came off and follows my pink bra, which i wore specially for this night, but i guess his point of interest were my boobs and not my bra. I went red for this was the first time i was exposed before someone. But the moment his tongue touched my nipples my tension vanishes and came a surge of pleasure. I wanted to grab his cock. "How was your summer, Mr..."Mr. Mulino wasn't sitting behind the desk."You would be Tony Sims," he said, looking up from some paperwork on his desk. Where Mr. Mulino looked like a big friendly Jackie Gleason, this guy looked more like that Marine drill sergeant on Mail Call on the Discovery Channel."Yes, sir," I admitted, startled. "I was hoping to see Mr. Mulino." Mr. Mulino isn't with the district anymore."Nobody ever tells me anything. "There's nothing wrong is there?" I asked, thinking he.