Cheryl then walked directly up to Mrs. Kostas and leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. With a smile, she asked, "How long have you been sitting like ...hat?"Mrs. Kostas smiled weakly up at Cheryl and said, "Oh, for about twenty minutes."Cheryl smiled and chuckled. She said, "Come on. Let's go to the cottage and leave these young folks to fend for themselves while you and I talk." She looked at me and said, meaningfully, "That is, if it's okay with you, Master Ron." The look on Mrs. Kostas' face. She whimpers. Head down ass up . I move in behind her on my knees. My hard cock like a long flagpole . I push the big red head forward splitting her pussy lips. Shuffle forward on my knees thrust the full 8" in to her , hard. Grab her love handles and fuck her harder and faster. Being only twenty and relatively inexperienced I cum quickly. I keep pumping away and my dick hardens inside her.Put your thumb in my butt she whimpers.I do as I am told. Just as I feel myself ready to cum again her. "What are you talking about, Vicky?" she asked, her voice even softer and more sultry. "Why did you call me Jim?" She wrinkled her brow, pausing to brush some of the stray blonde locks from her face. "Are you feeling okay?"Vic felt his head spin. He saw the look in Jim's eyes. There was no recognition of his words. And his voice! Vic realized that Jim's voice sounded even more feminine than he'd been faking. Vic gazed at Jim. "Uh ... I guess I'm not feeling too well," he stammered. He. .However, i hope who ever is reading this has intention and love for sex other wise they are unlikely to be seen here. This is another guy that’s me ricky 30yrs working in software and into management, from Mumbai writing about his sex world let me know your comments pls at and this is a bit lengthy kindly beer.Here it is, banglore monday morning, busy day started running to my car, with all the dizziness played some music track to keep me awake while i enjoy the daily so called hell traffic.