And, for my part, I couldn’t desire her more. As she reacted with lust to my spanking her so readily, I proceeded unabated. Her pussy…I cannot des...cribe how wet she was, nor how ready she for my touch. I began to alternate, spanking her with as much force as I could muster, and then fingering her so-ready pussy briefly. Her moans were first filled with longing and desire…but before long they reflected desperation and need. To have her desire me…to need me. Ah, such moments a man lives for.. We slept hugging.I woke up at 5 in the morning and saw her sleeping next to me. I slowly spread her legs and started licking her cunt putting my tongue deep in it. She woke up pressing my head. She was all wet. I got on top of her.She asked me, “Can you fuck me while I face my boyfriend standing and on doggy style?”I was more than happy for that. I made her face her boyfriend, held her hair from the back and her hip with other hand and started banging her. I didn’t stop for a long time and. Tak choosne ke baad bo mere upar let gyi aur mujhe behatasa choomne lagi mene use aapni baahonMe bhar kar palti maari aur me aab uske uppar aa gaya usko choomte huye mene aab uske kapde nikaalna suru kiya kuch hi der me aab bo mere saamne bilkul nangi leti huyi thi kayamat thi mene neeche se uppar tak use chooma usne bhi poore josh ke saath mera saath diya hum dono etne uttejit ho chuke the ki poore bistar par ek dosre se naag- naagin ki tarah lipat rahe the aur yahan bahan palti maar rahe the. I hadn't known too much of my father, because he left my mother and I when I was 3 to pursue his dreams in L.A. and Hollywood. Having not received a birthday card or even a call in over ten years, I wasn't exactly excited about the idea of inheriting a business. I had just graduated college with a degree in English and was looking forward to finding a job as either a columnist or a teacher or something to that effect.My mother died right after I graduated high school, so I had been on my own.