Just as I was beginning to increase the tempo of my stroking, I heard a shuffling noise, and suddenly Jigna was there standing next to my bed. She was...still clutching the petticoat which I had taken off her torso, around her waist, as she gazed at my erect cock in the light of the street lamps from outside the window. Without a word, she sat down by my side.“Jignesh bhai...” she whispered to me “I ... I...” she hesitated “I want to do for you the same thing that mummy did for pappa...” she. Heresponded in kind, pulling her to him and kissing her longand deep, his hand seeking her breasts and ass beforeunzipping her dress. They pulled apart briefly, a messof fumbling hands and arms as they tore off their ownand each others clothes before toppling, naked, onto thebed.The sex was good. It was *really* good. When at last theypulled apart and rolled away from each other, Mark let outa deep sigh of contentment. This was a wonderful life. Sexwithout commitment or responsibility. It was. He smiled but said nothing. ?Open your legs wider? the elderly man ordered she looked at her Master andhe nodded, she spread her legs as wide as she could and closed her eyes withshame, She wanted to close her legs, tell the dirty old bastard to fuckoff butinstead she just stood there with her legs spread letting the old man inspecther cunt. The old mans tongue snaked out and flicked over her clit as his fingerworked its way inside her cunt, the young man who was sat on the settee nowmoved over. She had backed it out before hand but when she felt it coming she went all the way back down and let it dump in her throat. Once again she sucked my dry and came up grinning. She stuck out her tongue and showed the the remains laying on her tongue..she was grinning then swallowed and said “tasty !”She climbed back up and lay beside me with her head on my shoulder. She was a half a head taller than me but her head fit my shoulder perfectly and it also allowed her to fondle my shrinking dick.