”“OK, take your time I can fix everything for you.”I went upstairs and took off my clothes and touched my pussy which was sloppy with sperm and ...y own juice. Fuck what a mess. Suddenly the door opened and Jack came in. I was startled and jumped. Jack looked me up and down with a lustful stare. He was picking a hell of a time to want to get romantic. If he smelled my pussy he would know I had been fucking all day.He walked up and kissed me.“I was thinking how good that fuck was we had last. You wouldn’t want that, would you?”“I don’t know. I’ve never done it.”“Show me your cartwheel and I will tell you if I can see your panties.”Her mommy was definitely correct.“I don’t know why Mommy doesn’t want people to see my panties. You saw them, didn’t you? I don’t feel any different.”“There is a way to keep people from seeing your panties if you don’t want them to.”“How is that?”“By taking them off. You can put them in your purse and make all the cartwheels you like and nobody would see. I knelt between her outspread legs and rested my bottom on my legs. I lifted her legs and placed them on my shoulders. I gripped her thighs and pulled her to me, her bottom sliding over my thighs, until her vagina just brushed the tip of my cock. Swati’s fingers spread her outer lips apart and allowed me to position my cock between her inflamed red inner lips. ‘Hmfff…’ Swati grunted as I pulled her hard towards me and impaled her on my cock. Her eyes filmed over with lust as she felt my thick. I greeted him and smiled beautifully. I saw lust in his eyes, but kept silent as if I did not notice it. From that day, he used to visit our home on the name of meeting my husband. Actually, he comes to see me. One day he came to our home, but my husband was out of station. I told me the same thing, but he said that he knew it and he came to meet me. In addition, suddenly came near to me, grabbed me into his hands, and kissed me on my lips passionately. I tried to push him, but could not.