“I need you inside of me. I want your cock. I want you to fuck me. Baby, please.” He let her beg for a few minutes. He turned the vibrator off, bu...t left it inside her. He stood in front of her and she watched as he slowly removed his clothes. If her hands were free she’d be furiously tearing the clothes from his body, or better yet, just dropping his pants. She’d be on her knees in front of him, taking him deep in her mouth and sucking him. These thoughts ran through her head as she was forced. He was a jovial character always smiling, probably around 52 with a bit of a beer belly. He always treated me good as I grew up, laughing and joking he never married and made some decent money, which he’d been able to loan to mum if she needed it.He made himself a drink and we sat on the sofa and had a conversation that lasted a good half hour. Looking at his watch he said, “How long do you think she’ll be” as I looked at the clock I replied, “Probably around an hour”.I stood up and walked. Opposite to the there was another building of finance lady sudha i would have a good rapport and joking with her so freely as her close friend but iam younger than her she is about 40+ and i of 30 but i was so fond of her sexy looks whenever she visits in balcony if iam there just i would watch her dress and coment saying ohh aunt how are you? she would reply me well as her hubby was a drinker and i was fan of her great curvy sexy body as she know very well about this but she stay quiet once as. We’re supposed to be brides of Christ, but we’ve been very naughty, very unfaithful,” one of the sisters told me as I thrust some more inside her gooey cunt.“A husband who doesn’t fuck you and doesn’t even pay your bills? Doesn’t sound like much of a hubby to me. Will Christ fix your roof or even call the plumber? I think not. Yeah, leave the damn order and move in with me, but that’s hardly the end of what I want from you. You’ll see soon enough, sugar plums,” I smacked Sister Agnes’s bottom.