She was cumming, hard. I joined her and felt the head of my cock explode into her, filling her up with my seed. I felt her bear down again, a small ch...ain orgasm, and I pressed hard into her, keeping us locked together. Without breaking our bond, she stood up part way and put her arms around my neck, trying to turn and kiss me. I dropped my hips down, letting my dick pop out of her with a wet, satisfied sound, and turned her around. We embraced and kissed, and I did not care that the pressure. I slowly placed my hands on her shoulder as she was engrossed in watching the video. I then pushed off the dupatta off her shoulder and now I was able to see her huge cleavage. I started stroking my cock up and down and she was looking at my dick.I then started to massage her boobs over her blouse. Oh my god what amazing boobs she had. So firm and round. I asked her if she could remove her blouse as it would give me some better visual image to masturbate to. She then agreed and removed her. She used to just smile and do her work . her smile encouraged me a lot . in the evening at times when she would come now I started taking bath and intentionally I would keep the bathroom door slightly open while she would be busy working in the kitchen , and I would come out of the bathroom with just the towel and she used to stare at my body .Then I used to go to her in the kitchen and started working with her my job was concentrated in touching her and since the kitchen was not big one at. We’re comfortable with each other. Why won’t you just fuck me?” she said closing the distance between us and ultimately pinning me against the wall. “Don’t you think it would be fun?” she asked as she gently licked up my neck. If I wasn’t awake before, I was now, and my suddenly semi-hard cock was testament to that. “Come on, Michelle. We’ve talked about this before. That’s just not us. We always end up waking up weird after a night we made out a little. Besides, you’re bored, or lonely, or.