As I took a few puffs, I could feel my elbows touch her soft and smooth skin. She was looking at me smoke and smiling lightly. I asked her why she was... smiling. She said the way I smoked reminded her of her husband. Saying this, she smiled again.Neha kept on saying that a lot of other things about me reminded her of her husband. I nudged her slightly, asking her what else. She remained silent for a while and looked down. I assumed she felt a little shy.Neha then continued, “The way you held my. Becky makes a noise, almost like a moan that she tries to disguise as a cough. I pull the my finger back and smell it. She smells wonderful. I eagerly bring the finger to my mouth and suck on it. She’s delicious. It’s almost sweet and savory, like maple bacon in flavor. I can taste the salt of the sweat, the heat of her body, and the sweetness of her lust all at once. The hunger roars within me and I want more. I feel saliva flood my mouth, and lust fills my mind. All I want is Becky’s pussy. We fucked like mad dogs. My cock was so hard, pistoning in and out of her hot little cunt. I grabbed her little tit in my mouth and sucked it while fucking her. She was in heaven. She grabbed my head and pulled it to her, she wrapped her legs around my waist, fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls. I can't cum this quick, not with this sweet little thing under me. I pounded harder, she's yelling out loud to fuck her faster, I was dripping with. And standing there, it consumes my attention. I miss a lot of the conversation, just nod my head and smile stupidly."Where to?" "Let's go where you are staying!" she says. I smile and lead the way to the rental car.On the drive, it's clear she wants to play a bit, but she doesn't want to fuck. That is reserved for people she knows a little better and longer. And she tells me that she usually meets people on FetLife. She tells me she is a bit of a dom. So I'll play along, see where it goes. If.