He roughly pulled her breasts out of her lacy bra, exposing the hardened nipples to his hot breath. His hand pulled up her skirt one side, then the ot...her, exposing her thighs and her ass. He never released his grip on her neck, but his other hand explored her body wantonly, eagerly, roughly. She felt her panties being moved aside and her legs being forced open. His hand explored her wetness, opening her petals, smearing the wetness all over her mound.His hands were so eager to enter her that. Soon after she was in a dinner with Tarun, sat in a booth talkingbriefly about what had happened in the office, learning that he andMukesh had came to the door to see why Raghu had made such a noise.This meant they both witnessed her deepthroating Danush, swallowinghis cum, taking Raghu in her pussy, then shooting his load in her ass,while Lara squirted all over her face after she licked her young, barelove hole.As their dinner arrived the waitress tried not to notice Tarun’s handup Richna’s. She was driving him crazy with lust and frustration, and he was being led deeper and deeper into dangerous temptations – but he didn't want it to stop. He had known that something like this would happen when he decided to let her move in, that his life might become an erotic torment. It was just something he'd have to learn to deal with. It was torture - and he loved it.* * * * *A few days later they were sitting on the couch after dinner, and Heather was doing her usual thing with the ice. She is such a subservient woman that I wondered if she was into bondage and discipline and if he was her secret master. I had a secret crush on Christine, the older woman younger man syndrome, I guess you could say. She was forty something and I was twenty something. She was still attractive enough that I’d do her, if I could. I’m not shy to admit that I spent more than one night alone masturbating over the thought of her having sex with me, while thinking of her naked and blowing me. Anyway, I.