The head of my cock has pre-cum on it. " Do it," I growl and she begins again to fuck her dripping pussy. It's so wet the insides of her thighs gliste..., her hand is covered up to her wrist with her juices, and with an ever increasing rhythm she fucks herself with the big fat dildo. Watching my every move. I'm steadily stroking my cock, keeping rhythm with her thrusts of the rubber phallus as she is shoving it in and out of herself. She sees my hips plunge forward with each stroke, my cock is. They were delicious and in mean time I started staring at her boobs over her blouse. She was damn hot, her ass was rounded and looked sexy. Her figure must be around 38-34-38. She was 5ft 7inches tall. Her combination with saree was amazing. It was fixed that I wold be staying with her for night.So during night she told me to sleep in her drawing room’s bed and she will be sleeping in her bed room. I agreed and slept on the bed. As I was not having habbit to sleep in saree so during sleeping. I had a strange shiver running through my body with his tease. He moved his finger slowly down the neck, unbuttoning the first button of my shirt. My cleavage was visible on unbuttoning the second button. His finger gently touched my cleavage.Heavens, I am wet already in my pants. This was slow and romantic. I never felt so far. He very slowly unbuttoned the shirt and removed it. He placed a gentle peck on my lips. His lips moved to kiss the side of the bare hip, I moaned. He moved to the other. He makes a grandiose gesture as he tells mehe and his "pops" as he calls the Gunny work out three times a day and thatI will be doing so as well. I cringe. He slaps my butt and laughs. Hisvoice is much deeper than mine. I'm intimidated by this boy who is youngerthan me, yet so much stronger and apparently more mature than I am. Anddefinitely dominant. He is one that is accustomed to being in charge andobeyed. I haven't been able to not notice the bulge in his shorts and henotices that I.