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This time things turned out a little different. We woke up on the Saturday morning and Manish mentioned he wanted to go home to pick up some stuff. My wife said she needed some things from home too. My mind went quickly into overdrive. If I could convince Manish to drive Geetha home, then I would be alone with his wife Deepa and finally get to try something..I guess I should say a few things about Deepa at this point. She’s a fair complexion lady, with deep, beautiful black eyes. She has perfect, round boobs, just more than a handful and a smile that both melts your heart and makes you hard as a rock. Manish and I had met her at the same time, and fallen for her instantly, but she was seeing someone. Manish was the lucky guy who was single when she broke up and he snagged her right away. Anyway, I convinced Geetha to let Manish take her home… I think she thought there was something on my mind, but didn’t pursue it. After they left I didn’t know how I was going to go after her, but. I caught her in my arms as she fell, exhausted, and gently I lowered us both to the wet grass and held her gently as she panted her way back from wherever it was she had gone.After a while she began to move; I found myself asking “Are you OK?” She laughed a laugh I had never heard – a deep, relaxed, satisfied laugh, and then answered “Oh, yeah, Danny. I’m great. That was awesome!” Then she turned and looked at me with something brand new in her eyes – a look of wonderful contentment and joy – and in another instant there was a hint of mischief. “But what about you?” she asked coyly, and her eyes fell to the still-throbbing erection causing an obvious tent in my trunks. She pushed my shoulders to the ground, and in a moment had pulled my swimsuit down. I heard her surprised “Oh!!” as my cock sprang to its full six inches, and before I knew it her hand was on it. “Show me how” she breathed, and I placed my hand around hers and began to stroke it up and down on my shaft. Soon I was able.
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