Tonight I wanted a man who would put his hands on me and tell me straight out that he wants to fuck me in every position known to man, and maybe a few... that arent. Its not that I lack a romantic inclination. Common wisdom holds that you get properly aquainted first, build some romance, if only the start, and then the sex will seem right and proper. But I know it can work equally well the other way round, and sometimes just forgetting romance altogether and having an eye only on sex is the best. Those high young breasts had felt so good through her blouse, and the thought of wrapping his hands and his mouth around the bare things now was incredibly arousing. ?Please—please let me touch ’em again.??Oh, you’re a beast,? she chided him playfully. ?A beast like you won’t touch my little titties again.??If you let me,? he promised, ?you won’t be sorry.? Her dark eyes seemed to tease him further, so he licked his lips and panted out, ?Your nipples look so yummy! Please, Alyssa, just let. Before long I had a full fleged hard on. Mom didn't pull away at all. We just continued hugging. I don't know how long it was before I began a slow grinding and moved a little lower so that my hardness was against her pubic mound, but she lifted her leg over my hip and pressed toward me. I was a virgin and didn't know what to do, but what I was doing felt real good. When I lowered my hand, I was surprised to feel her bare thigh. I caressed her thigh for a while and eventually I was rubbing her. I had to figure things out by myself.I was 18 when I had a maid at my home. She used to do the basic household chores like washing the dishes and cleaning the house and washing the clothes. At first, when I met her I noticed she was . She always wore kajal in her eyes which and her hairs were tied at the back in a typical Indian knot with a hairband. Her hairs were Raven black and so were her eyes. The kajal made her eyes look like a beautiful deer. Her waist was quite curvy and her assets were.