Her body was tense. It took her time to realize where she was and absorb what she had just dreamed about. Reassured by the comfort of the big easy cha...ir cradling her, she was finally able to relax a little. She blinked and frowned. She still heard the heavy rhythm of music from her dream. Was she actually awake? With a sigh, her eyes finally saw clearly. In front of the mirrors, her partner danced by himself. It wasn’t the choreography they had been working on but a jazzy, hip hop routine.. I forget to say her eyes are not black but in gray color. So she looks really like angel. She asked me what is the matter. Due to shyness o couldn’t talk and i said i just wanted to give voter card which you had forgot with me. After that i came out.But whole night i couldn’t get enough sleep. Keep on thinking about same. Next day at 2PM again i went into her house. She was sleeping on the sofa without turning off tv.Her Saree top was very loose. So i could see some part of her boobs. I could. It was very nice and I made no effort to do anything except enjoy it. Carl apparently was enjoying it also because he made no effort to stop. For a good while we continued to kiss, lick each other lips and suck each other's tongues. To my surprise I began to get turned on and even more to my surprise I was comfortable with it. Carl was obviously comfortable with it as he was also getting turned on. After a while Carl stopped kissing me and with a little laugh asked me if I had ever touched a. He knelt between her legs and pushed his cock into her sloppy, wet, hot cunt.“I need you, baby,” she whispered to me. “I need you to fuck me hard and fast.”Instead, he slowly plunged into her and back away. He repeated the motion, savoring the sensations of her freshly fucked body.“Do it,” she commanded. He did it. Pounding harder and harder into his wife, watching her face as it tightened, he smiled to himself with the realization that she really did need him.“Fuck me, baby!” she cried out..