I am Ratul (name changed) and I live with my mom and dad at a small town in West Bengal that is Haldia. However I have always been a notorious school ...oy and had no sexual intentions about my mom before that night. My dad works in shift duties in an industry over there, most of the times he would at work during the night. Let’s come to the story.Mita shifted restlessly in her bed. Sleep had been evading her for the past 2 hours. It was almost 2’o clock in the night. Her husband was snoring as. I walked past security, feeling so good in what I was wearing. Dressed in a black skirt suit, black stockings and heels, I walked past the security guard and could sense he was watching me walk towards the lift. I turned and caught his glance as I waited for the lift to my office. Looking at my watch, I knew I had plenty of time to have some time to myself and this very thought was turning me on so much. The lift came, I stepped in and felt excited at what was to come. The office was quiet and. There I was, on my knees, my head being held in place as this wonderful black man fucked my eager mouth with his hard cock, slamming it deep into my throat, gagging me, letting me come up for air before ramming it back into my aching mouth. So fucking big, so hard; I was totally lost to his cock as he slapped my face with it, slapped my tongue, rubbed his cock over my lips and cheeks and kept up his endless pounding of my mouth; once in a while slapping the side of my face as he jammed his. She was silent for a few seconds then she screamed in total ecstasy "YYYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS".Slowly her orgasm diminished and she began to squirm, her words came out feebly "Oh fucking hell that was good." and she began to giggle. The giggle edged to the beginnings of a laugh and then her laughing stopped abruptly " hmm, it’s hurts... it burns... ouch, it hurts." Her face cracked with pain "fuck it hurts, I can't move, help meeee, OHH FUCKKKK". Paul and I dived forward, both lifting her.