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Mature bhabhi having a hardcore sex with her driver to protect her ass. Her driver knows very well why she often visits a strange guy very often. Afterall, he takes her to all the places. So, he confronts her one day when they travel for shopping. He also tells her that he would spare her if she compromises with him. So, she agrees without any other option. She soon takes off her pajamas and panties. Then, he inserts his dick into her hairy pussy and fucks her nicely. He keeps banging her inside the car in the back seat till he feels satisfied.
She leaned in and whispered. “Listen. Heads up. Brian is looking for you. He has a big meeting with a client, but he sent an email blast out telling everyone if they saw you to send you to his office. Oh, here, have a strawberry," she said and popped one in my mouth as I opened it to refuse. I did a quick calculation in my mind as I chewed and swallowed the forbidden strawberry. If Brian had notified the entire office, I wouldn’t have time to use the bathroom. What if I ran into someone in the ladies’ room who had read the memo? They would report to him, that I had ignored his instruction and that would mean trouble for me from both Brian and Master. If he was with a client, though, he wouldn’t spank me on the spot, so I could remove the plug after I reported to his office. I took my hand off the handle and walked to my boss’ office as quickly as I could. I saw that Brian was speaking to a handsome older man with greying temples and a playful expression. I knocked on the door.. I wasn't however about to send any of the nude ones. I somehow felt a little naughty even sending the chosen one, she did look very alluring and I felt it was a bit private. Nonetheless I sent it and it made me feel very horny. He was quick to reply with a 'your wife looks gorgeous and I'd love to meet her'. He also sent me a picture of himself, fully clothed which was disappointing. I really would have liked to have seen the equipment destined to be used on my wife. When I showed her she made no mention of it and sheepishly agreed. He was an alright looking guy, quite tall and broad which suited her and he had short dark hair and a bit of a beard. So we agreed for him to join us on that Saturday night, five days away. I've got to say it was one of the most nerve racking weeks of my life. By Friday my stomach was knotted with butterflies and if not for the erotic undertones I would have cancelled on many an occasion. I couldn't imagine how the wife was feeling, though she never once.
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