Vo smart tha , good height aur achhi body thi,banda bhi accha hai. Hamne bat ki , usse bhi mujame interest dikhaya.usane pucha muje kya karana pasand ...hai? mene kaha I want to try. Sabkuch..dekhate hai… to Vishal ne Kaha chal scene karate hai. Muje samaj nahi aaya vo kya bola to mene pucha kya?, usane kaha abe maze karate hai,sex karate hai. Mene pucha tere pass place hai, mere pass nahi hai. Vo bola abe mere pass bhi nahi. Me toda nirash tha. To vishal ne pucha, agar tumhe koi problem nahi to. She was so impatient that as soon as I touched her cunt lips with the Lund bulb, she forced me inside her cunt, locked my back with her strong legs, rolled over like dogs and came over my top and fucked me furiously in one hand she pulled open her blouse and made me suck her melons. Her hips were gyrating with power and in no time I ejaculated inside her cunt.This first hard experience led to many more with her and in due course she induced me to fuck my own mother also. Latha was so arrogant. She also started changing and stopped asking for my consent on whether she should hit someone. She is a chain smoker and hard drinker. She started going out with her colleagues and friends without taking me there.I was becoming more cuckold in nature. She used to come late at night to home, and I used to have a drink at home myself. We used to talk about how she enjoyed the night, and I used to enjoy that conversation. We were open to discussing if she had any hits at the party.She asked me if. My early morning jogs were becoming a bit harder to do, what with the host of watchers I had accumulated. Despite the warnings, and what I had done to Lauder and his bunch of NSA assholes, officialdom was still on my ass.I had to do something, but what? I pondered this at my desk, and drank the coffee that Vivian had made in the office coffee maker. I sighed. I needed a vacation, or to get away, or something. I nodded to myself. I was going to close down the office for a while.I had to go.