Ritika entered the room with breakfast. We had a normal breakfast. Silence in the room was killing me.Me: ummm best parathas of the world I would say....: thanks rajD: raj you know our deal right… you got to trigger my ass too…so have as many parathas you want,,, you require strength to satisfy 3 holes….Me: ya hmm (I was reluctant but helpless)After breakfast Ritika went into the kitchen again to wash the dishes, my eyes were on her ass.D: don’t worry raj you will bang that ass for a whole day…. She gently lowered herself over my dick with her anus, carefully went up and down a couple of times until it was "smooth sailing", at that point I started slowly fucking her while Foziah fingered herself. She dipped two or three fingers inside herself as deep as she could and alternated that with furiously rubbing her clit, meanwhile I was fucking her in an increasing pace and she countered my movements exactly until she came, she was really wet, she leaked al her cuntjuices right onto my. She told me she was thirty four and just broke up with a guy. I told her I was sixty, divorced and live a pretty simple life in a cabin in Maine. She had a Masters degree in English and was a graduate assistant for a few years but quit so she could write. She worked as a waitress in a small town outside of New York City. She said she always wanted to come to Hickory Run since she heard about it from another writer. So she saved and gave herself a weeks to finish her new novel. She made a little. He enjoys every damn second of it until I stop, my knees trembling as I gasp and breathe fast. He lets me go as I collapse back against the desk. My breathing was heavy and I was starting to break sweat. Youre making me so hard, he whispers, taking his fingers out and licking the ones that were inside of me. My whole body starts to tingle. His hands trace my breast before he leans down to lick and bite on my nipples. My turn, I whisper, trying to get up, but he pushes me back immediately.