With a little wisp of air coming from her mouth she moved it down to my mouth and our tongues slowly started moving in and out of our mouths.After a m...inute or so she began to dry hump my cock as all the blood that was in my body rushed there and the throbbing became so intense that it actually began to hurt. As she kept dry humping my cock her tiny triangle of a g-string was slowly being pushed inside her now wet pussy. With a couple of nice hard slaps on her ass and my hands doing their best. There wasn’t much food. A fridge full of condiments and one lonely cabbage that looked a bit worse for wear. The remains of her homemade chicken soup moldered behind the cabbage, but she closed the door and pretended not to see it. She started to fill the kettle and froze when she heard a familiar voice filling the hallway after the beep of the machine. ‘Hello Monica.’ She could almost hear him smiling. ‘Finally, I wormed your home number off one of your underlings. You’re a hard woman to track. I think it made him excited and Mandhana started to stroke his dick at a good pace.Mandhana: Mithun if you want to touch or massage, you can go ahead.I think she didn’t seek my permission from me for doing that.Me: Mandhana, What are you doing?Mandhana: Mom, calm down. It’s not a big deal. Let him do that.She is taking too much advantage but I want his hands on my breasts. I don’t want to massage. I want him to press my huge boobs vigorously. I shook my head to go ahead with what she. “Come on, Rosie,” he said, groping her arse with one hand, holding her hands together with the other, “You’re not going to make me walk out of here with a hard-on, are you?”He placed Rosie’s hands in his lap, so she could feel his ever hardening cock through his trousers.“You have to promise, never to tell anyone. Anyone. I mean it,” she said sighing.“I promise, darling,” he grinned, passing a wad of cash to her.Rosie quickly unzipped Jon’s fly, pulled off his trousers and boxers, whilst he.