Karen continued, "The sexual stuff started a few weeks ago, when we were cleaning. Angie told me to go into the toilets. I didn't have a clue what she... wanted as I walked in in front of her. The out of the blue she said that she wanted to she my tits. I couldn't believe what she was asking. She insisted and repeated her threats. I begged her not to humiliate me like that but she said it was a small price to pay not to tell my husband about my affair and anyway if I obliged her with a show then. Crap… the stud was packing a totally impressive nine incher, but of course, that’s no longer big enough in my book.Well damn, I thought to myself, if I’m going to get punished over this, I might as well enjoy it.I spun him again by his collar and this time pushed him up fully onto a table, his legs flailed as I straddled him.“Ready for the ride of your life, little colt?” I ripped open my blouse, letting my boundless cleavage show.“Yes?” He whimpered barely.“Good.” I said, and then plunged. They both were becoming lost, the film a forgotten noise in the background to the sounds of their breathing, the sounds of beating hearts and shifting furniture. He was begining to lose focus, to fall into a state of animal passion and his hands responded, one moving from her neck to the back of her blouse, seeking the clasp of her bra, the other worked it’s way to the waistband of her trousers, slipping between the elastic of her panties and warm, electrified skin of her stomach. She breathed. Fir hmanri phone pr bate hone lgi roj dhire dhire hm phone sex b krne lge isi trh ek sal bit gya ek din mne use clg k last floor pr bulaya or wo aa agyi mne uska hath pkda or hum kafi der tkBate krte rha fir mne uske galo pr ungli firani shuru kr di wo b thoda gram hone lgi to mne use hotho pr kiss kr diya wo kuch b ni boli lekin wha hm aage kuch b ni kr skte the ab hum lgbhg roj kiss krte the lekin chudai ka moka ni mil rha tha fir m pass out ho gya or wo final year me thi pass outHone k kuch.