Upar ka kamra kafi dhoolwala tha. Waha ek purana sa bed tha. Maine apne kapde utare and bed par faila ke rakh diye sukhane ke liye.Main apna geela, na...ga badan towel se pooch rahi thi ki itne mein corner mein se ek chooha nikal aaya. Main choohe ko dekhke ghabra gayi. Bina kuch dhyaaan diye, mein zor se chillate hue kamre se bhaagi. Neeche Verma ji the. Main unke peeche jake khadi ho gayi.“Verma Ji, chooha,” maine daari hui aawaz mein kaha.“Aap yaha rukiye. Main dekh kar aata hun,” itna bolke. Her tits bounced with the rythm of her face fucking until I couldn't take it anymore and reaching down, I picked Tami up by the waist, lifting her into the air tossing her little frame onto show home's master bed where she landed tits up, legs spread to reveal a perfectly smooth bare pussy under her skirt. My intention was to run my tongue around her nipples but the glimpse of her perfect slot disctracted me and I slid my hands under the edges of her little skirt pushing it the remaining. “Blair baby, you don’t know how good you had it.”Then I slammed into her ass with as much pressure as I could manage. Her body went ridged on the hood and she continued to scream into my hand. I ignored it, only focusing on my prize as her asscheeks spread to accept me.It was so tight I felt my dick squeeze in both pleasure and pain and I thrusted deeper still. Finding my rhythm as I grew more and more bold.Her screams had turned into rhythmic whimpers as I pumped into her shuttering petite. I see you’ve been well prepared.” She stood by the bed, her pussy almost in his face. “Peter did a good job,” she said. “Is this his fantasy or yours?” “You have done this before,” she said. "What do you think?" “So his then.” She nodded. “So why did you send him away?” “It’s all in his mind. If you left now he would still think his wife had sex with someone else. I could go home and spin him a story and he’d have had what he wanted.” “Are you still not sure? Do you want me to go?” “Not sure.”.