Now she was also comfortable and was feeling the lust of it now….now I started making strokes slowly and she started cooperating me…with pushing h...er ass backward to take full of my dick in her…I started fucking her ass ….now I increased my speed and was fucking her little hard now…I asked her “ Kaisa lag raha hai Malati”….she said “ haan saab karo jore se maza aa raha hai”…..”Aapne toh muje swarg dikha diya saab”….” Aur karo meri gaand me”……..that made me mad and I satretd fucking her ass hard. "I'll have to be careful where I leave my dirty underwear while you're visiting," was all I could manage to say. David just smiled at me and threw me a cheeky little mischievous wink."Will a cheese sandwich do you for lunch?" I asked David. "If I can't have your panties then I suppose a cheese sandwich will have to do," came the reply.I rose from the table, made a cheese sandwich and placed it in front of David. "Hmm, looks delicious," he said before picking it up and eating it in a few hungry. " Molly definitely showed herself as the "hunter" in this as she said, in what was turning from her take charge voice to one of soft, demure, "I knew what I was doing, I just wanted to see how far I could go with you. I'm glad I did." I asked about the alcohol enema. Although it was not an enema, as much as it was, what is known as "Butt Chugging." I had read a lot of stuff in my sexual Bible, Hustler Magazine, never read that one. Molly related a PK (preachers k**) found out she could get. Hubby had been suspicious, before his illness, and Ruth had cut Charley off. Wow. Charley was right about her wealth. The winding drive we turned into was immaculately landscaped and led to a 3-story mansion. Ruth met us at the door, wearing a clingy red silk dress – very sexy yet classy. The foyer was marble, with beautiful art on every wall, sculptures and huge plantings. Ruth explained the oversized elevator led to the upper floors and allowed her hubby’s hospital bed access. As Ruth showed.