Fir mei uska top utar hi raha tha usne mana kar diya boli aise nahi meine bola tha na mere hisab se hoga toh meine bola haan jaan batao ab toh pehle t...oh sharma rahi thi fir boli ki mei chahti hu ki tum mere kutte ki tarah raho mei jaise bolu waisa karo kisi baat ka bura mat manna meine bhi bola fir mei bhi gaali bak sakta hu sex karte waqt toh wo boli kyu nhi jaaneman.Mei bhi khushi khushi man liya mujhe bhi kuch naya type ka laga meine socha mei bhi yeh humesha se chahta tha maza aayega aaj. She still held my hands and walked towards the master bedroom, the one where Megha and I used to sleep.She sat down on the bed and looked up at me in anticipation. I moved my hands one more time over the hook of her bra and this time, flow was swift as fuck!I removed it, brought it closer to my face and sniffed it. It smelt of sweat and stinkiness from around her breasts. I kept the bra aside. The breasts were huge. The nipples were dark.I started kissing her again and pushed her back on the. All evening, Miss Jones found ways to tease Sir while knowing her place. She was suggestive with her food, gently sucked a Julienne slice of raw carrot, licked gravy juice from a spoon. She saw Sir being aroused, amused and annoyed all at once. She knew she would incur consequences later. The car park was dark, the bonnet parked facing a wall. Suddenly Sir took Miss Jones by the hand, pushed her onto the bonnet and ripped her panties down. 'Slut, you were taunting me all evening. Lesson three. I looked over his shoulder and watched his sexy bum as it went up and down with his thrusting cock impaling my virgin ass. I lifted my legs and raised my ass off the cushion. He reached back and caught my leg in the crook of his arm, keeping me lifted and making it possible for him to drive his cock even deeper into my willing ass.He went faster. I bucked against him, keeping pace. His cock was hitting somewhere inside me that seemed to give me a permanent orgasm. Cum was trickling from my.