I can’t sleep baby, I’m so anxious I know the time is approaching for us to be together and I can’t hardly wait, my thoughts are running wild…... will she hold my hand when I reach for hers… will she hug me deeply… when I lick my lips will she become uncomfortable… how will she react to my first kiss… should I kiss her neck or should I wait… will she accept my kisses, will she let me kiss the back of her neck… will she moan if she’s turned on… when I pleasure her nipples is she going to enjoy it. This is my fourth part, so those who wanna know the previous part can read my stories – Fucked Married Bombshell Part 1, Part 2 & Part 3. I am Jack, 23 from Mumbai, height 5’10 with good looks and muscular built, and the angel of my story is Vishaka (name changed), age 35 with assets 34-28-36, married, hot, Bombshell.After our erotic love session, we slept in each other arms, our bodies were hot and inseparable and room was filled with fragment of our love juices. The moment I sensed something. “Oh yeah? What happened,” she asked. “Well, first of all…” began Chris, but Sari, who hadpropped her head on the ledge (so that Chris could onlysee her face) wasn’t really listening. Instead, she wasvery much distracted by Chris’ shapely calf as shestrained to reach something on the top shelf of thekitchen cabinet. “Wow, she has been working out,” thought Sari. Next,her eyes were drawn to Chris’ large breasts, whichpressed firmly. After that day in the hospital my thoughts kept creeping back to what had happened with my friends mum would i see her again, would she come and play with me again well as you probably can tell it wasnt long befor my thoughts were answered (else i wouldnt be writing this would i).About a week or so later in she walked in to the ward where i was, my eyes nearly poped out my head as she came and sat next to me, she was weiring a summer dress which hung loose she looked great in it we said hi and.