Her name was namita. She was about 45 and was a bombshell. What most people would describe as a milf. She must be about 36-32-38 or the near about. Wh...at was so special about her was that she was flirtatious as well. I had seen her openly flirting with her neighbor on quite a few occasions. This incident occurred on a winter afternoon at akash’s place. After having lunch we decided to watch tv. Incidentally the tv was in the bedroom. It was so close that we had wrapped blankets. We were all. So I stretched out on the bed to ty it out, and John asked me to get nude and flash him my pussy! I could not help it (guess because I am a whore) I did, then he said to look in the drawer beside the bed. I did and found a huge white vibrator still in the package with a new tube of KY jelly. After finding that I knew what I wanted to do, I opened it and started playing with myself while John tried to drive and look back at me. My gosh it was a good one I was having a good time and decided to. And he did want to leave. But he prolonged it.We’ve exited the offices and went to the staircase.Me: friendly hug?Samer: umm, get in here.He dragged me into the men’s room, and with the wildest look in his eyes pressed me against the ugly ceramic wall in one of the booths. It was written on his face, very impudently, that he wants to have my pussy. To my surprise he didn’t turn me away from him and even started kissing my neck. I was so turned on by his kisses. Even if it was on the neck, it is. It was used as a shortcut through a major obstacle to traffic to the suburbs. During the day, buses stropped through here at great speed, controlled by a synchronised set of traffic lights at either end, and it was unusual for more than ten minutes to go by without one of the lumbering beasts to push their way through the darkness, full of fare payers all in an awful rush.But now it was late, and dark, and I was fairly sure that no more buses were scheduled for the next hour or so. Fairly sure,.