She moved her hips up and down while enjoying my hard shaft. She loved to fuck and made cooing noises while she rode me hard.I sat up to play with her...cannons. She had amazing breasts. I squeezed her nipples which seemed to excite her more. She moved faster and faster on my dick. I smacked her buttocks while she rode me hard. “Get on your hands and knees! I want to fuck you harder.”“Okay.”She got off me and moved to the center of the bed. I pulled her closer to where I was and slid my cock. Then she takes off her bra. She has medium/big tits with nipple rings attached and straddles the pole sliding her tits up and down. She then starts playing with them and comes over to the bed to ask if I want to touch them. I do want to and I do touch them – they feel big and heavy. She then asks if she can see mine and pulls back the duvet and touches them. My nipples are hard and she saying how lovely they are. Then she goes back to dancing and after a bit she turns her back and bends over so. But I am waiting eagerly to the girl who has such a beautiful ass.And asked indirectly what happened pointing at that girl.She said look at your sister what she has done.I asked questioningly sister…?Then I come to know she is none other than supraj sister soumya whom I have seen 2 years back.Age has done magic to her. Let me describe soumya’s beauty she is bit short of height 5.5 and her colour is golden yellow and very conservative in dressing and always wears punjabis and her hair is. She was only just in control of her emotions.Andrew drove home deep in thought. He had known there was a story behind her. He had surmised that she had had a comfortable upbringing and was therefore not that surprised that she had been able to afford to give him dinner this evening. After all librarians were not on minimum wages and as the head librarian of a library like Pitsbury's she must be earning quite a reasonable sum. It must have been her choice to live like a semi-recluse. He could.