So we had the caregiver thing in common. I was divorced had no k**s, she was a widow with two grown k**s that both lived in another state. She moved b...ck and we started talking on the phone, catching up, talking about old times, etc. A mutual friend of ours had his oldest son graduating high school so I invited her to supper and the graduation after. That was the first time we had a sort of date. Sorry for the slow start, just getting the background out of the way in my first story with her.. After a while, Shivani turned, and Rahul began to bang her from behind as he pulled her hair back. It seemed as if he was riding a horse and his mom’s hair was the strap of the saddle.He fucked her for 5 more minutes. He came in his mom, who was also having one intense orgasm. They both collapsed on the sofa, hugging.Shivani: Oh my god! That felt so wild and so fucking good.Rahul: You are crazy, mom. That was the best orgasm I had, but you are a total nymph. I love you.Shivani: Thank you, dear.. I kept one hand on my nipples as I let my other hand wander to my belly, playing with the top and side seams of my panties. This was absolute torture. All I wanted to do was rip off my panties and attack my soaking pussy until I came, but I knew my orgasm would be better if I built it up like this.My hand lightly tickled my belly and inner thighs, intentionally staying away from my pussy. The hand which was on my breast moved its way down too, so now both of my hands were exploring my body. I. From my viewpoint I could see that her pussy was beginning to dribble and with each subsequent blow it was clear she was becoming more and more aroused. She seemed to be totally oblivious of her situation as she hung her head with her eyes closed but each touch of the paddle caused her to whimper her appreciation at being treated so. Finally Martin raised the paddle and held back for a few moments before bringing it down to give her firstly a slight touch on what she later confessed to me was.