That sounds so corny and harlequin romance, but it is nonetheless the truth.After deciding that we had taken about as much of our friends as we could ...stand, we took off to destinations unknown. We drove for a bit, debating why we should go to his apartment (me) and why we shouldn't go to the apartment (him). Finally, I explained to him that the Playboys and the underwear on the floor were not going to disturb me and he relented. It was only a ten-minute drive, but it seemed like hours. All I. She is very sexy and exceptionally horny, but was always of the view that sex before marriage was taboo, that didn’t in any case stop me from hitting on her. Well, she married, and things changed for the better I suppose. I ran into her the other day and again propositioned to her to whom she readily agreed and I was taken by surprise. I reached her huge mansion, in Koramangala and she received me at the door, she was dressed in a red silk skirt and blouse, (half saree) small bindi dotting her. This year was no different as people showed up to buy our stuff.Of course Connie complained how she had to do it all herself, how I wasn't any help at all. She had me go to the Elks Club to borrow tables. I even rented her a canopy tent for her to put in front of our two car garage in case of rain. It even had flaps so it would be a lot easier when getting ready or at closing time. Of course that wasn't enough. I had to clean out the basement and bring everything up for her to price. Then it. She cried out in pleasure, clinging to his shoulders now for support. He gave her other breast the same blissful attention, then trailed hot kisses down her stomach. She wasn’t capable of thinking. His tongue stroked the passion in her, pressing in, out, again and again, until she was whimpering for release from the sweet torture. She was begging him not to stop when he stood up to face her. She tried to capture his mouth for a long , hot kiss, but he pulled back. His body pressed to hers,.