With his one hand he caught my both hands and pulled it above my head and tore my top. I was only with bra and skirt fully up.I was shivering and nerv...us and turned on my stomach.He pulled my skirt and made me totally naked.He also became naked and came on top of me .I was continually pleading to leave me . I could not shout as I was scared of the insult. Being a real Sardar he lifted my bums and placed his rockhard lund on my chut. He started biting my shoulders and with one jerk inserted his. (and winked)Me: That’s not a gift.Poonam: Haha, I don’t have much money to give you big gifts.Me: You don’t need money to give gifts.Poonam: Achcha? Then with what will I buy one?Me: You don’t have to buy it either.Poonam: What is it that you want, which is free of cost?Me: A hug?Poonam: Hmmm. Forget it.Me: Please.Poonam: What will you get from a hug?Me: Maybe some happiness.Poonam: Hmm, okay.She came a little closer and gave a very small hug that barely lasted for a second and without much. Then she straddles over me and grinds on my hard dick still in my pants. I can't take it anymore. I need her so bad. Lucky for me she gets off and gets down on her knees. She unbuttons my pants and slides them down. She then kisses and glides her tongue over my cock still covered by my boxers. "You ready for the best fuck you'll ever have?" She says. I don't even say anything and just nod. She slides my boxers down and my cock springs up practically hitting her face. She takes her pretty lips. And I've witnessed a few cases of the latter category:I remember the times that dad was away on business, and I pleasured myself as mom begged for the relief relif only hard cocks can provide. Yes, I said cocks, plural.The hottest incident was when I awoke to the sound of male grunting and womanly moans. I slipped out of bed, my young cunt getting wet in anticipation of what I was going to see. When I exited my bedroom and walked to the edge of the living room, peering in, I was not.