I asked him in & could feel his eyes surveying me as were mine on him,i showed him to the kitchen & offered him a brew which he declined so i asked hi... cheekily if there was anything else i could get for him,he looked me up & down & said "not at the moment." I left him to get on with his work whilst i paraded in & out pretending to look important,he was so damn hot & i intended to have my way with him one way or another,i went to the other room & picked up some paper's & returned as i did he. Then the topics started and she started thanking me for the help i did to pull her out of depression and made her a successful confident woman in society. I appreciated her cooperation and listening to my words and following it. Slowly she became emotional seeing her success and came towards me to hug me. It was so unexpected that within a short span i could feel her in my arms. she was looking so hot from her sideways with the waist curves folding itself and her sleeveless blouse helping me to. The white guy spanked her ass and holding her ass he started fucking her rough. He took his dick out and smacked the fat dick on her ass. He spat on his dick and again pushed it in. He leaned on to her.Mamta wrapped her legs around his waist. Both kissed and the white guy started humping his ass below.Mamta: (kissing and moaning, holding him close) Yeah that’s good keep humping me. I can feel the warmth of your dick in my pussy. Your hot dick is heating, wetting my pussy more. Fuck me!Mamta. Its hard enough taking care of yourself, but if you add me in the mix its probably super stressful.” Patsy kind of looked shyly at me. “I also know how guys handle stress, and you cant even take care of that at night with me in your hair.”I was taken aback by this. ‘What are you talking about, Patsy?” I asked. “I take care of myself, and you, just fine.” “You know what I mean, you get no privacy. My husband would stress about something, and he relieved himself by, you know, giving himself a.