I kissed her all over her body and licked her breasts which I knew she just could not get enough of and I could feel her coming under me.Then I picked... up my mobile and called the house so that Daisy would pick up. She picked up the phone and I disguised my voice like my uncle’s and told her to call Pooja on the phone. She started calling out to Pooja, but Pooja was so much in ecstasy that she was not aware of what was going on. She had her eyes closed and was enjoying every sensation coming out. I guessed that this was the “spunk” or “jizz” that the boys at school who I knew masturbated talked about. I though of asking one of them to show me how to wank but I didn’t have the courage. I’d discovered that playing with my hard up penis was exquisite and spent ages in bed at night just lightly stroking my erect cock. One summer night I was sitting naked in my bed. Being naked felt erotic and exciting. My penis was up rock hard and I was fingering my shaft and my balls.Somehow, quite. Over the years she had gained some good weight over the right places and she sent her daughter to her native to study for cheap and she lived alone in a chawl.I took her number and told her I’m in Mumbai and will keep coming to meet her every Saturday in the evenings. My desperation made the conversation a little weird she must be around 38 and in 24 and I was talking to her as if she is some 20 year old college girl ready to date me. Months passed by.. I kept meeting her and not even a single. Somewhere around 7AM the messages started.Farm: Maxine what the fuck are you playing at?Me: What the fuck are you talking about?Farm: We finally found a photo to match up to the images from your scanner. The ones of the man who attempted the assassination of the Senator.Me: Again what the fuck are you talking about?Farm: We know it's your boyfriend.Me: I don't have a boyfriend. If I did I doubt that I would have just finished fucking Jack Anderson for you.Farm: You know what I mean. You knew.