I made her sit on the countertop and started kissing her boobs. I started biting them over the dress.She was pressing my head for me to suck her boobs...more. I tried to remove her blouse, but she stopped meAaesha: This is so wrong, Raj, please stop.Me: It’s not wrong, we both like it, and we’re enjoying it. Aren’t we?Aaesha: Yes, I am, but this is wrong. I’m married, and my husband is sleeping in the room.I got upset and remembered that her husband is my friend. I went out and sat on the balcony. Holy Fucking Shit, i said, and plunge my cock balls deep as fast as i can into her cum hungry pussy which is soaking wet, the precum on my cock mixing with her and together we moan in absolute pleasure.I just go for it, i’m fucking her fast and as hard she grabs her tits and sucks on her own nipples, Oohhh fuk ya, those nipples, make me even harder.Looking down at her, seeing her tits jiggle from mythrusting, biting her bottom lip, moaningOoohhhh fuk , that’s it, fuk me, fuk me, fuk. “I like it like this.” I said, after easing in and out of her thin body carefully for a while, “Just the two of us.”“Me too!” she whispered, looking into my eyes as she came, soft and sweet. I tensed myself and ejaculated into her as she came, injecting her barren old frame with my young sperm. I kissed her mouth, holding her head in my hands, the soft orgasm we shared so much more intense than the hard sex I’d had with Gladys or Gwyneth.It was so totally wrong; I was in love with a seventy-six. ..I asked what would I do if a kiss and a cuddle went further? he said, if I was happy to suck, swallow, be fingered ect then he was happy that I was having fun and as soon as it had happened I was to come home and describe in detail what had happened. I could see that he was turned on by me even contemplating the idea and truthfully I was soaking wet by the idea I could go out and pull another guy without any consequences (we then had great sex) anyway after sex he still said that I should.