Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of t...hose is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours taking it from behind. Her round and plump tits sway with each powerful thrust. Having her face buried inside the pillow and screaming her lungs outshe doesn't even notice you at all. Her long blonde ponytail is pulled. “Okay, so, er, hold that thought a moment while I warm up the lube.”“Warm it up?” Lia asked as I grabbed one of the lube sachets, ripped it open, and squirted it into the palm of my hand, rubbing my thumb through it for a minute or so until it felt like it hadn’t just come out of the fridge.“We’ve got you about as relaxed as can be. If I was to use the lube cold from the packet, you might tense up again. Warm it will feel a bit odd, but it won’t feel as odd as if it was cold, too.”“You really. She is my unofficial wife now . The story goes seven months back.My bhaiya would always go to work for a long stretch. Because he was a sales manager of a high profile company his job would entail him to travel a lot. I would spend a lot of time with her. At first I would never used to think of her in a sexual manner. Once I overheard my friend rohit speaking to manish, “komal is such a dame. Fuck.kya gand hain. Her hubby is such a pansy guy.” Manish said, “she makes me horny. I don’t know how. Taylor to agree to accept the freight rate cuts that my father was hoping to get.I didn't know if what my father was hoping for was even possible for Mrs. Taylor to deliver. I'd never even thought of delivery delays being beneficial for our companies, or using such delays to effectively store product from our routed delivery schedule. I knew that Joyce would be able to get all that Mrs. Taylor was able to offer, at least in the storage concessions, and that was all my father could expect from.