“Am I hurting you?” She asked him softly.“Umm. No no. It feels great. Please keep going.” She grabbed his cock again and started pumping him h...ard while rubbing it on her opening. She felt the change. This double attack was too much for him. But she didn’t want this to end this easily. She paused for a moment and squeezed his cock hard sending jolts of pain in his body.Then she again started pumping him slowly increasing pace deliberately. She knew he would not be able to hold longer. “I am. After some 5-7 minutes, she called me into the room.When I entered the room, I was delighted. She had switched off all the lights and had put on some scented candles all over the room. It was so romantic.Actually, I had done this for my wife after our first anniversary. It was amazing to be on the other side of this gesture. The room was dimly lit. It was amazing, to say the least. I found her lying on the bed with a transparent nighty on her. I whistled as I entered the room and straight went. Aa mere gale se lag jayo meri Uma. Apne bete ko apna pati samajhne ki adat dal lo meri rani”Uma bhi ab puri tarah se behak chuki thi kion ki jism ki zarurat sab kuchh karwa deti hai. Mere lund ke sparsh se uski choot mein hulchul mach chuki thi. Maine uske peticoat ko uttarna shuru kar diya aur ab uska virodh kamzor padh gaya tha. Peticoat ke neeche uskikale rang ki panty uske chutadon se chipaki hui thi. Mere haath ab maa ki gaand par thay aur mera lund uske gore kulhe kali kachhi mein dekh. Her pussy was dripping and she knew, just knew that the black, lacy thong she wore under her skirt was soaked. She also knew that if she was to get up right now and look, there would be a damp spot on her leather desk chair. By the time she had gotten home that night, Miranda was so wet and aroused that she could hardly think straight. It was a very good thing, she had a lot of errands to run after work, because every time she even thought about touching herself, his last text to her about.