Mai roz subah mai ek bahut hi khubsurat lady ko walk karte dekha karta tha but mere dil mai un ke liye koi aesa khyal nahi aaya wese woh bahut hi zayd...a khubsurat thi.Ek roz woh bilqul hi apne main gate ke karib khari thi to mai ne unhe good morning kah diya aur woh smile dene lagi is tarah qarib one week ho gaya mai normaly unhe good morning karne laga ek roz unhon ne mujh se kaha aap kahan se aur kiya karte ho to mai ne unhe apne bare mai bataya fir unhon ne mujhe apne gate ke anadar aane ki. She liked John so she was taking her time. This early into the shift, there usually weren’t that many customers anyway. And she sure didn’t feel like hanging out with the other girls.A month ago, she would have died to think she could somehow end up here, but now, after only a month, she found it bearable. Sometimes, even enjoyable. Like with John here.Her husband kept promising it was only for a few more days, but she knew enough now to know she and her son would be here for a while. Maybe. I was indeed in heaven. After believing I had died, she finally stopped and brought me back to reality. I helped her up and moved her to the loveseat and laid her back on it. I then reciprocated and knelt before her between her alabaster legs, caressing each and every inch while working my way up to my version of heaven. I moved her dampened G-string aside and ran my finger across her pussy lips, wet and slippery with her flowing juices. I leaned in, allowing my tongue to linger across her lips. Do you remember what it was?”I sighed, “Yes. That I would accept your counsel on any new girl I wanted to be with.”“I believe that you broke your promise to me.”“Can I tell you something funny?” I asked.“Sure.”“During my Senior year in High School, when Kara and I were dating, her mom figured out we were sexually active because Kara came home with damp hair and smelling of a different soap. There are two funny things, actually, now that I think about it. First, I’ve been outed by hair for a.