" Oh my god. She is married", he gasped. This seemed to turn him on. Almost immediately his other hand turned around my head and smooched my lips. By ...ow, the Indian wife inside me had taken a backseat. I was now exactly what they thought of me, a married and cheap whore. So I responded by opening up my mouth for the eager tongue of the k**. We were groping at each other's mouths for like a long time. We finally broke our lips when we were out of breath. He then made me lie down on the coarse. We were in shorts, she was wearing a sweater that was hanging on my closet. I felt quite warm at that moment, although her exterior seemed tough and sure, but somewhere along our encounter, she broke down to a needy girl.'Thanks for not doing it on our first encounter...'It dawned on me then, that I had not surged her, she has gotten me at our second encounter. Her demure facade at our lunch and the movie was a relive of the life she has given up by stepping into her 'industry'. I stroked her. More

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