'Oh, that reminds me... what do I have in the house to cook for dinner?' Annie murmurs to herself.She lets herself in and locks the door, putting the ...ey on the tray on the hall table.Hanging her coat up, she heads to the bedroom to change from her office clothes into something more comfortable. She slips off her black court shoes, unbuttons her crisp, white blouse and puts it in the laundry basket. Her grey pencil skirt is next and is put on its hanger for tomorrow. Hertights are also removed,. Salma jis ki umar taqreeban 36 saal ki thi or uski shadi nahi hoi thi kisi waja say. Ab usney nay shadi na kerney ka faisla kerliya tha.mery sath baith ker baatey karny lagin, garmi ka mousam tha salma nay halka blue color ka lown ka suit pahna hoa tha jis may say uski white bra or baqi jism bhi saaf nazar aa rahi thi. May batey un say kar raha tha lakin mari nazar un kay breast per thi jis ko salma ne bhi mehsoos kerliya tha kafi dar batian karny kay bad slama nay kaha kay sunny ab tum soo. I want to cum on you, roll over." "Fuck yes. I want to see it...I want to see you cum Malaka." You roll over onto your back and I straddle your legs again, this time on top of you. I am still fully clothed, dripping with sweat but I am too close to letting go all over you to worry about taking anything off. I rub my cock between your thighs, fucking your legs momentarily before sitting up slightly and I stroke my long, thick cock over you. You look at me, and a smile creeps across your face. I. She pushed me over with her body, forcing me onto my stomach. I felt her chest pressed against my back, thrilling me with agonizing desire as she picked herself up while drawing her knees up beside my hips until she was sitting upright on top of me. “Say you want it. Say you want your mistress to fuck you.” “Oh, please fuck me, mistress, I need you to fuck my ass.” Her hips began to move rhythmically against my ass as she slowly began fucking me. “Say it again, tell me you're my little ass.