Startled at how quickly and easily they had changed positions, Gayathri didn’t have time to resist as Ramesh forced his cock down her throat. Gayath...ri felt like she was suffocating; his full length filled her airway almost completely. He was pumping on his own, fully inserting his cock into her mouth and throat. Gayathri tried to push him off, but he was just too large. She felt something brush her hips and realized suddenly that he’d let loose her saree and her petticoat. They were tangled. Attractive but insecure, the sort who was a bit promiscuous when young, who then marries an accountant because he can make her respectable. After a while she allows her looks to slip, maybe puts on a few pounds, and then makes it worse by dressing provocatively, striving for her past youth.She was 33. Long platinum hair, hazel eyes, with a hint of crow’s feet from too much sunbathing, good teeth, big breasts, a bum and thighs that could do with a strict exercise regime. Sexually, she was a well. Either way, my thumbs slither to the waistband of the joggers at my midriff and I ease them down with what I hope are seductive wiggles of my hips. While bending at the waist to step out of the legs, my breasts hang free just for that moment before I straighten, clad only in panties. They're the sexy black and white ones with the ties on the sides. The ones you bought me that you love to remove with your teeth. I tease you, pulling the front elastic out and down, flashing a mere inch of trimmed. I was closer now; it felt good getting gripped and drawn so passionately and I was quite turned on being handled like that. Varyingly pumped and sucked on, she fisted my sheath up and down along my solid penis and slobbered it into her hot mouth, drooling liberally and then sliding the skin back and sliming the head in her squashing clenched fingers.Despite the ecstasy of her hungry eating and mauling of my dangling ripe fruit from below, I could tell my penis was holding back from blasting. I.