Margaret loudly came again screaming "Oh,fuck,fuck this is so fucking good...oh shittttt."Chris still drove on but he knew that he was getting close "...argaret, I am going to..." Fill me with your spunk," she instructed.After a few more thrusts he felt his spunk rising and then it shot into his new lover.They were both soaked in sweat and they clung onto each other laughing and giggling."Well that was better than my right hand," laughed Chris."And your cock is better than my dildo," she. She hurriedly came out and began asking me how did i know about the room! I said her that ive been here a lot of times and the receptionist knows me!We from there went to a restaurant and on reaching there haroon called me she asked me to tell haroon that she’s in Mumbai. Haroon had reached pune. On hearing that he immediately left for mumbai and reached our restaurant in 1.5 hours.While we were alone at the restaurant sony described me about how haroon was brutal with him and beat him all. My breasts hang down between us and every so often a nipple rubs againsthis chest. They rock back and forth in rhythm with my rutting. Mylover underneath me isn't playing with them, unfortunately. In fact, heseems pretty still. His arms are firmly positioned at his sides and hisface hasn't lost his blank expression. Surely, his face would show someemotion, some pleasure from this beautiful girl riding his rigid cock. I close my eyes imagining how full my swaying boobs would feel full. I sat on the worktop flashing my legs a little no intentionaly at first. He couldnt take his eyes off them and kept trying to glimpse further up. I then realised that there was no wine and Andrew offered to get some more. My son had plans and was going out so I told Andrew to get two bottles. He flashed me a smile as he and my son went off. Twenty minutes later he arrived back. I poured two large glasses and felt his eyes burning into me from behind. We sat in the lounge with him on one chair.