I pressed the doorbell. And before saying anything she was close to me. My desi I was walking behind her, to her bedroom. She caught me that I used to see her and note her practices. My lady was in a white matching panty. Saying ‘please come’. A bit slowly, aah,,, she could say. Ooooohhhh, the soft press of that breast, made my cock, run into shivers. It was becoming wild and the thrusts increased. Rub them, suck them dear, and lick them ‘. I held her to me. I said ‘marvelous. And believe me, I was on her breast. Now I was curious, I couldn’t resist asking her that does she love silk and only silk. In her flat. What to do. A surrender of sex. She was a married lady for three years now. Looking deep in my eyes. Come, have them. The night was as though filled with our love. Her hair come to the front from the side. She moaned. For me to touch, kiss and love.
