“You…I….” Anya’s pelvis was moving back and forth, almost involuntarily, it seemed. She sounded out of breath, though there was no reason fo...r her to be. “I am humbled to be granted…this great honor. All the great honors…that you grant me.” She paused and grabbed her tits again. “I am sorry…to have begged for this from you…” Her fingers danced around the edge of her wet sex. “But please!” She cried. “I’ll do anything…anything…of course, I’ll always do anything to please you, you could grant me. She announced she had finished and asked if I could pass her a towel – which I did. She instantly noticed the large bulge in my pants and said; well now I know what we can do. Let’s fuck and join the mile high club….What can you say except, yes! She came over and we kissed – such a nice smell, such a nice taste and such a natural action. My dick throbbed and she noticed this – giving it a quick squeeze. Down on her knees, she releases it – and I receive a nice flattering compliment. It appears. I sat on the bed and asked her How about we fuck? Here? she asked kind of giggling. Why not? Its actually what goes on here. That brightened her eyes. She started stripping to the music as she responded with how bad she wanted me. She was down to nothing but a thong when someone else came in. I grabbed her hand and pulled her on top of me. We started kissing as this guy watched. She loved it. She was grinding on me and started trying to undo my pants. After she got them undone I took them off.. .I got an mail from an Indian sex story reader who wanted to have a nice satisfactory time with meHer name is Radhika ( name changed to maintain privacy of the reader ). Me and radhika exchanged mails for a week and than decided to meet so she called me at her home. Radhika was in her early thirties and married to an nri she was beautiful with natural tits medium length black hairs and a slim curvy body . We settled down and had a nice chat where she asked me I dont mind can she call her friend.