. you don't understand... I'm not here to get even or leave you... SUE... SUSAN wait..."I had stood up and turning, I ran. My tears were falling and I... really didn't hear his last words, calling on me to wait. I just ran out of the restaurant, blindly trying to get away from the pain. Damn him... he followed me... running faster than I could in my heels, he caught me within the first three windows of the restaurant.Standing there, in front of God and everyone... he took me in his arms and hugged. She was a no nonsense sort of woman. A real professional. She had me meet her with her husband. This was a new experience for me. It was daunting to have a client with her spouse there. I met them at their townhouse after dinner some weekday evening. Sandra was in her blue power suit. Her husband had a gray suit on. He must have been some sort of a businessman. They looked like they had just left some high-powered meeting. She explained that she and her husband wanted “a little help in the. Age and slim body.Ye ghatna meri padosan ke saath ki hai jo ki mere ghar ke just piche wale ghar mein rehti hai. Uska naam hai Meena aur woh 3 bachon ki maa hai. Uska rang fair nahi hai bas saawli rang ki hai par uska jism bara hi gathila hai kyunki woh apne ghar ke saare kaam khud hi karti hai aur iss wajah se sayad uski chuchiyan (boobs) bahut bade bade hain.Woh aksar salwaar suit pehenti hai par uska cleavage har waqt dikhta rehta hai kyunki uske amrood bade mote mote hain aur jab woh ghar. Lillith promised to leave a spark. Curiosity and, I’ll admit, a perverse lust prompts me to mount Lillith’s corpse a second time. Even more confident now, because no one is here to critique my, my ... anything I choose to do.Cold. Wet and cold Brrr! Beginning to thrust, I’m aware the knees are lifting and tilt further outward. The pelvis rotates up, offering the pussy more prominently. The nipples thicken, visibly stiffen. The tip of the tongue protrudes and slices through the lips, wetting.