Roj wo mere liye nasta banti thi aur tuition khatam hone k bad main nasta kha kkar us ki tariff karta tha aur wo muskurane lagti thi.Aur kayi dafa wo ...aat ko mujhe call kar k apni beti ki padhai k bare me puchti aur bas ek raat galti se mere mobile se use ek call chala gaya main dar k call cut kar diya phir us ka call back aya aur me receive kar k use bataya ki galti se chala gaya aur phr hum kch der bateen karne lage.Agle din jab main un k ghar gaya to usne kaha ki unki beti un k kisi relative. I knew then that that was what I wanted, and so did he.I pulled his shirt up over his head. I frantically pulled at his belt buckle, fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, and pulled them down to his feet, kneeling down in front of him as I did."There's no time for that," he whispered to me, as he took my hand and pulled my to my feet.It was then that he grabbed me by the hips and spun me around. I reached behind me and started to milk his precum with the gentle slow strokes that every man. You are a vision of loveliness, sultry, sexy with just a hint of wild tramp thrown in for good measure. Looking at you causes my cock to stir, always. You are wearing tight faded jean, low heels and a loose cotton top. Your hair is a tangle of brown curls, falling over your shoulders and face. You look at me with your head slightly bowed, eyes hidden slightly behind your curls. You start to talk and I simply shake my head no. You stop talking and stand there. I know you are wondering if I am. I meant that literally. We must do it three or four times a week."Mary Ellen gasped at the revelation and suddenly she could feel her vagina begin to throb. That brought on a tingling sensation in her special place. She shifted in her seat to try to relieve the tension. It only served to cause the tiny string on her thong to rub against her now sensitive anus. Mary Ellen had to know more. "So you two do... do that... a lot?" Well, if three or four 'ass fucks' a week is a lot, then we do it a.