I made her to lie on bed. I kept a pillow below her bottom and asked her to bend legs and keep her feet flat on bed and she opened her legs and gave m...e beautiful view of dripping wet cunt. I like a dog licked and sucked her pussy. I took each lip in my mouth and sucked it smooched it a lot. I used another pillow below and this way her both holes were looking at me. I licked her both holes together. In between she cummed a lot on my face but said not to stop. She was bathing in pleasure. She was. I kept my hand on her mouth and said “Behenchod saali randi, mere hote hue kisi aur mard se baat karti hai, aaj teri gaand faad funga madarchod” and took her phone and cut the call. I started fucking her very hard in her ass.She was crying in pain “Aaaaaahhhhhhhh maaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr gyyyyyiiiiiiii, bbbbbbbaaahuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut dard hhhhhoooo rrrrhhhha hhhhai”Now her cry was slowly getting converted to moans of pleasure and she started enjoying her ass being fucked.After a while, I tore her. He used to leave for work around 11 am and return at midnight. Prakash was good looking in a traditional way, used to dress well but in conservative clothes and appeared to be a quiet, “nice” young man. He used to behave very nicely too, would smile at me or the others and say “Good morning” etc but would never go beyond that. All in all, as I said, a “nice” guy. Or so I thought for a while.Being a 1BHK flat, space was a constraint – we had a clothes line outside the bedroom window and I used. I obviously startled her, she gasped, "Oh hi Bill." In a very flustered fashion as she closed her laptop quickly and looked at me with an extremely flushed face.I calmly sat opposite her. I immediately noted that she was wearing a very tight skimpy top that clung to her firm, obviously braless breasts, her nipples poked through the fabric, looking so hard that I had to wonder what she had been doing when I disturbed her.I chuckled, "Are you working from home today Donna?"Donna replied in a.