She tried to stop me but she also was starving for sex and somewhere I knew it and she also wanted me to feel her and fuck her.Her dark nipples harden...d in my hands as I cupped her boobs.”Yes you can fuck me…came those golden words from her.” I want to be fucked Prashant…my cunt is hot for you…my tits are hard in your hands…cup my tits….rub my nipples I can’t wait darling….fuck me”. I could not belie what she just said. I immediately unzipped my pants and took my cock out which was all ready. Slowly, you start working your way back down, untying my top as you go. You work your way down to that spot, right above my bottoms, you reach your hands up and pull them down, kissing my butt and the back of my legs, the back of my knees, which makes me giggle until you gently place your hand on my ass, sending shock waves through me. You continue kissing until you reach my toes, then work your way back up my leg. When you reach the inside of my thigh, I lift my pelvis up just enough for you. She said, “Why don’t you come to my house, I will cook something nice for you today.” I agreed to meet her at 8:30 pm for dinner.A glint of hope in my eyes. I sat down watching the IPL match telecast that day. Sipping my single malt. The single malt was definitely doing me good in terms of mood uplift. So I decided to make another and looked forward to the special dinner Sowmyakka was making for me tonight.I called Sowmyakka to see if she had her dinner ready. I was happy to know that she was. ' ]I'd often seen attractive European women vacationing in Marrakesh (German, French, Italian, British, some Spanish, etc.) but I'd only lusted after them from a distance! They were unreachable to a man like me, an African man, and yet, the urge to get a chance to fuck one of them had always remained strong.But that was over now, and as I felt my hard cock driving deep and vigorously inside of Mara's warm, wet, and so inviting pussy, she clung tightly, with an unmistakable urgency as we fucked,.