Then, I met Laird. He was the host at a restaurant where I was meeting coworkers. He was mixed with Black and Vietnamese. He had curly hair and great ...skin. His eyes were beautiful and his smile matched. I asked for his number and he obliged. Of course, there is a little more than a twenty year age gap, but I didn’t see that as a challenge – in my forties and still thinking with my other ‘head’. We hit it off quite well. Within a few months, he was spending every night at my place. I was fine. Wo itni exited ho gai ke meri shirt b utar di. Ab maine uski jeans b utar di thi.Main uske tango pe or pet b khub kisses ki. Ab main b apni jeans utar di thi. Usne mera undwear utar kar mera lund pakdh lia. Or mera lund kafi had tak khada ho chuka tha. Main use mere lund ko muh me dalne ke liye kha. Pehla to wo jhijhak gai bt baad me mera lund uske muh me tha. Usne use kafi ache se chusa. Fir thodi der baad main uski panty b utar di. Uski virgin chut dhek kar main khud ko rok ni paya or use. I whirled her around and bent her over a wooden table. It was a sight for my inner “photo album” which I would never forget. She had a wonderful body; the high heels with the panties around her knees. She had a firm ass.I smacked her hard on her buttocks; three right, three left…I could hear that it hurt, but then I kneaded her buns, fingering her wetwet pussy from behind.“p.p..please” she whimpered, which I took as an inviteI took her blonde hair in my left hand, pulled hard until she bent. “This interview is important to me Dan!” Her eyes darting, a thousand thoughts racing through her head.“I know it is, honey. I’m always on your side all the way! I’d hire you in an instant too!” He supported. She gave him a quick kiss and started gathering her things to take.“We should pack an overnight bag. By the time your interview is over and you’re hired, you’ll want to drive around and look at Tampa Bay. We can get a hotel, stay the night, and look around some more in the morning.