She was in a trance. I stopped for few seconds, then eventually started to slowly pump her. I asked her whether she was ok? She moved her head up and ...own. In five minutes, she got easier. Another few minutes, she was moaning and moving her ass. I wanted to kiss or suck her chicks on the side, I couldn’t. She was too short for me. Now she was loudly moaning. I turned her on side, pulled her one leg on my thigh and pumped her few minutes. I turned her on the other side and pumped her the same. When the children were very young I was asked to babysit them when Mrs Michaels and her husband would have a date night. By the time I was 15 I had a huge lustful crush on Mrs. Michaels. I knew that it was just a fantasy, but I would jack off at night, dreaming of her plump red lips wrapped around my cock. I imagined what it would feel like to push her tits together and titty fuck those large boobs. I would fantasize about bending her over the sofa in her living room and really fucking her. I have never left my home town. I have finished my high school and wanted to have a break from studies before entering university. When some one mentioned about this opportunity to go abroad as a ‘hired help’ as they call it I jumped at the idea. It would give me the chance to see a foreign country and if lucky earn some foreign currency too. I know that I would be paid in Indian currency for my services but all my other expenses would be met by my employers.I had no idea what to expect from. When i touched her, she stopped, looked up into my eyes and slowly started to move up against me, rubbing her body against mine. Sometime during her oral administration she had made some love marks over my cock . Grabbing my arms again and moving them above my head. I grabbed her body so passionately, she undid her shoulder length hair, which cascaded on my face. I moved her hair on her left and planted a passionate kiss on her earlobes, nibbling her gently to her neck, returned to her eager.