.Her eyes closed & she let out a soft moan as my hand moved between her legs, sliding between her moist lips, I could feel the heat of her pussy. She ...was so wet, my fingers, soaked with her juices slipped just inside her then out over her hard clit. As my fingers moved slowly in & out, she rubbed my slippery cock...We tore each others clothes off & she led me to the bedroom, as we lay on the bed she positioned herself so that she was sitting on my face, looking down at me as my tounge played. So I put 2 fingers in her pussy, and started chewing on her nipples, sucking them.She couldn’t handle the pain and pleasure I was giving her and started moaning badly. Now, I wanted to make her feel like she belonged to me. I took the torn saree out of her mouth and let her gasp for air. She was dizzy due to the multiple orgasms I just gave her.At the exact moment when she was slightly returning to her senses, I pushed her down and shoved my black cock down her throat. While she was gagging on. The moves and contact had all been hers, her choices, her will and somehow I knew if I were to push, even the least little bit, it would all end. That was something I did not wish to face. So I maintained my passive attitudes, beyond adding the gentlest of squeezes, a minor hug, at each of our partings, I made no overt advances of my own.It was Wednesday morning two weeks later that an interrurtion occured. When she arrived on the train, she was holding a kerchief to her nose and as the doors. I went up to her to say bye she wrote her number on a piece of paper told me to ring her and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Her husband came out drunk, as I made my way to my car he decided to have a piss against a wall, before getting into his flash Mercedes car Mandy was driving.I rang mandy the following day, I suggested we should meet up I gave her a few ideas of what I had in mind she seemed to like it, but I'll have to wait when her husbands gone to work. Later that evening she text me.