He said, no commanded her, to dress nicely and don’t forget to wear black heels and stockings. Her outfit consisted of a white linen blouse buttoned... down the front, revealing a peak of her black lace half-cup bra trying to hold back her amble full breasts. She also had on a black leather skirt, black seamed stockings and black high heels. Now, both her skirt and blouse were lying in a discarded heap on the floor. “Not yet,” James replied. His fingers rubbed against her thong, pressing more. She could tell by the way he said it, his mom looked nothing like she did. His hand trailed down from her breast, across her stomach, through the patch of dark hair that covered pussy. She could feel his finger slide between the lips of her cunt. It bumped against her swollen clit, making her jump. His finger then slid up inside her. Pulling her into him, he continued to finger her while he kissed her on the lips. It was a sloppy kiss, his tongue pushing into her mouth amateurishly. . I imagined I could smell her fear, maybe I did, or perhaps I sensed it. Could be, she was one of the sick-o’s that loved the thought of being molested, and I smelled her thick lube building between her legs, getting her cunt ready for a hard-slamming. Oh, god, I hoped that wasn’t the odor. I don’t want the trollop to enjoy one moment of what happened.No, it was fear, it hung thick inside her brain. Terror drove her to run harder and faster. I just dogged her, running right behind the bitch,. I was disappointed and said that I will come back in evening but Sangeeta told me to sit and she gave me tea and some biscuits and she left hall saying she has not taken bath and she is going to take bath. I said ok and she left.While I was taking my tea I could easily heard sound of water showering from shower. I suddenly became agitated and some wicked thought came in my mind. I was became very sex hungry as I was 26 and still virgin. I decided to see her naked but how. After finishing her.