I was fucking her because she excited me like no other woman had, ever. I was fucking her harder and harder, my cock moving like a 10 inch piston in a...nd out, in and out, in and out. I was lost in the moment, her sweet pussy gripping me despite the lubrication of our juices. She was almost there, as was I. She was panting now, her breath coming in short bursts, licking her lips in anticipation of a powerful orgasm which would sweep through both of us and take us to another level. It was building. Promise meri jaanTanya.. Meri ek friend hai joh, yahin society mein rhti hai use tumhare baare mein sab a hai aur woh bhi yeh sukh paana chahti haiVicky.. Magar use kaise pata chalaTanya.. Usne ek baar tumko ghar aate dekh liya thaa, toh usne mujhse saare raaj jaan liye, please bolo naa tum uski demand puri karogeMain man hi man soch raha thaa, ki in aurton ko kaun samajh paya hai, main toh khush ho gaya chalo ek aur choot aur gaand milegi. Maine bhi haan kar di aur Tanya bahut khush ho gayi.. I started to apologize figuring that now that he saw what he was really getting himself into he didnt want to, but luckily I didnt say anything because he was just taking off his shirt and pants. He laid down on top of me. His skin was the color of a deep rich caramel. I kissed his shoulder, parting my lips and tasting his skin. He tasted just as delicious as I thought he would. His fingers worked their way underneath the band of my red boyshorts. His hand ran up and down my mound. His middle. Monica, Ingrid, the bank manager Mr. Tim Jones, and a loan officer that mostly worked from home. So much that Monica didn’t even know his name. But that wasn’t what changed. Ingrid was leaving. The older lady was at the end of her working years and her husband had retired already. Now it was Ingrid who was retiring. They had plans to travel the country in a nice RV and it was just time to go. So after a small farewell, with a small cake and some almost tearful goodbyes, Monica became the only.