For the first time, I saw myself as an adult woman in this sleeveless, pink, neck deep enough to show off ample cleavage and the skirt that ended abov...e my knees. On top of that, the mangalsutra completed my look of a sexy wife.As exciting it felt to wear that dress, I got even more excited when he took it off. He started at the bottom, kissing my feet. Then he slowly started moving up. Shoving his face in between my milk-white thighs, he searched for my g-spot. He started kissing my pussy and. "I cant take it anymore, You need to fuck me"He says "ok lets go to my place"I say "no I want you NOW. lets go to the washroom"He smiles. I grab his hand and we go to the washroom.He pushes me against the washroom stall wall and grabs my ass and starts making out, rubbing my pussy from underneath my skirt... on top of my panties.He tells me to take off my panties but to leave my skirt on. He's like "bend over so I can shove my cock inside you"Im like "wait, let me unzip your pants for you".... I like touch her vigna, but not have courage to do that. We used to piss in open place and had seen her many times. After her maturity,, she started to take bath in closed room, so i lost the chance to see her. But for pissing she used the open place, so i used to peep to her. Once she understood my intension, instead of stopping that she continued to piss in that open place even i peeped. When we were both alone and reading, many times in front of me, she lifted her skirt and touched her pussy. “Be as loud as you want, sexy.” I moaned into his hand, feeling my pussy tighten around him as the tension built in my hips. He thrust faster, and I felt his thighs tightening – he was close too. I pulled him even closer, and he gasped as he thrust into me, pulling my hips close as he filled me with cum again. He started thrusting more slowly as his orgasm ended. My legs shook with anticipation – did he know how he was keeping my right on the edge? “Make me cum, baby,” I begged him. He smiled.