On some level I was aware that I used my legs to push harder against him, arching my back and flicking my hair as he fucked me, but for now, my body w...as his. I could let it go, no need to worry about it, feed it, clothe it. It was just a body, and I didn’t need it. He’d almost forgotten I was there, I could have been anyone. My face down on the trunk I could have been beautiful, I could have been ugly as sin, and he wouldn’t have cared. So long as my pussy was tight about his cock I could have. He asked the neighbor if she would stay with his wife until her son and/or her daughter arrived. She was their problem now. And that was the last time she saw him…. Until today. * * * * * She first noticed the dark colored Pontiac parked at the mouth of the cal-de-sac, while she was looking for her shoes. The next time she saw it, she had her car keys, ready to leave for Easter Morning church services, it was swerving into her driveway. She dropped her keys…. After four long, hard years, she. But it would have been pointless and I saw no sense in antagonizing her further.I quickly unbuttoned the top four buttons. I put my arms down and waited for her to decide. She ordered me to turn around. When I was facing her again she said, "I think I like it. It's a little long. But we can fix that."It most definitely is not a little long! It's very close to being illegally short. I am five foot, eight inches tall and a lot of that is in my legs. I knew when I was putting it on that she'd like. ’ A gush of blood created instant heat in my body. My heart began to pound uncontrollably. Probably, Shyam felt my speeding heartbeat under his chest.He looked into my eyes and asked, ‘Do you like sucking a man?’ I blushed and looked elsewhere since I couldn’t take the intensity of his eyes. ‘Look into my eyes and answer, Gayatri. Do you like sucking a man?’ He stared into my eyes, making me very wet down there. ‘Do you suck Ishan?’My pussy continued to get wet. I haven’t experienced such crazy.