We left the café and got a cab to go to her place. We were engaged all the way in the cab. I was fingering her and she was stroking me.We reached her...place and got to her apartment. She was wealthy and lived in a nice 3BHK in a good area. We got out of the elevator and started kissing passionately. I was moving my hands all over her hot body and she was doing the same.Ayesha pulled off my t-shirt and started caressing my abs while I was fondling her boobs from under her shirt. She quickly. I opened a bottle ofchampagne left over from the reception that we neverattended and poured two glasses. I made sure to hand himthe one Madge had pointed out that she had added a littlesomething to earlier.Richard didn't want to be sociable. He grabbed the drink atmy insistence for a final farewell toast and chugged theglass down. I tried to keep him busy by talking aboutworking out the costs and the bills and even asked aboutCrystal, his new girlfriend!He wouldn't have any of it. "Just give me. She tried to guide his tongue with her hips, reaching for it, wanting it against her there. His hands, which were on either side of her pussy, holding her open to his attack, pressed down and forward, pinning her to the floor and preventing her from succeeding. Instead, he dropped downward, avoiding what she wanted. He pushed his tongue into her again, slathered it inside her like a blind, slimy thing slipping and sliding in their mixed juices as it discovered her shape by feel.And then he. ..he looked at her again with eyes a little wide, "You think you can without causing an accident?" She grinned evilly, "You worry about the safe driving, I'll take care of the rest" She squeezed his cock again through his shorts, then began to deftly unbutton them with one hand. His cock was straining and when she took it in her hand and pulled it out of his pants he groaned. She had to turn around and stretch across the seat, with her legs behind her, then she lowered her head and took his.
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