” he asked.“I did but I forgot her name. She is probably gone now anyway. The person to call is my son John. He lives in Jackson.”I gave Gerome ...the number for John’s office. His call most likely would not get answered, but he could leave a message.I went back to reading everything I could find on pot farming. Many of the mechanics were interesting to me. On one site the instructions were all about growing the plants indoors. My intent was to use the all natural approach. It was cheaper and I. We kept kissing and after a while, I came on top and rubbed my cock on her pussy. Garima needed to be loved and she was experiencing that. I was charged up and slowly entered her. She was tight!After some struggle, I went in and she opened her legs to allow access. I fucked her at a slow pace and kept kissing her. She placed her hands on my ass, suggesting me to go deeper. I dug in deep, varying my pace. I was enjoying being cuddled in that tight wet hole and could feel it throbbing inside.In a. I said to her that I didn't think this was an appropriate discussion for the work place but better talked about in private. She look a little embarassed and quickly changed the topic. I was quite relieved as since I do really like porn (as you can see by my proflie) and really didn't want to go down that road in that circumstance.That evening while at home, there was a knock at my door and there she was. Alice (name changed) asked if she could come in, she looked a little upset and said she. "In your fuckin' dreams, bitch. Wash it off, then we can maybe get something going. Smells like your pussy in here… Got me fuckin’ itching, Di." Diana groaned as she started to roll away to get up. "He made me cum twice with this load. Just take a taste. It won't hurt you." "How about no." She had sat in a chair near the window. She frowned lightly and her legs were crossed tight. "Hey- " I interjected. "This cum is like 15 minutes old. It's cold and stale, Diana. Don't you think.