I squatted over him facing his feet and pushed his cock into my pussy. I started to ride him, reaching between his legs to fuck him with the brush but...kept losing my balance. I settled for pushing the brush as far up his arse as it would go then riding him as hard as I could. After a couple of minutes he came, moaning loudly and arching his back a he shot his load into me. This set my own orgasm off and I gasped as I felt my body tighten with pleasure. When he was dry and softening in me I got. I look up at him and he pushes me against the door. "I see from your body language how excited I'm making you. The thought of fucking a young guy has got you so turned on. I know you're dying to ride my dick till you feel an earth shattering orgasm." My mouth slightly opens knowing he is so right. I want him; I want him deep inside of me until he makes me scream for mercy. He rips my shirt open then pulls my short down. He steps back and rips his shirt open. My eyes are now glued to his smooth. I just smiled and sat silently moving towards him. Without anyone noticing he tried to press my boobs. This was our daily routine, wantedly he made more customers so that I move to front and getting pressed.We exchanged our mobile numbers and started messaging late nights. Usually I sleep at 10 -10:30 pm. I cant respond to messages if anyone is around me and I only reply when I was alone in my room. Our messages started as normal and went depth very soon.Surya : hey priya!Priya: hii surya!. She was sitting on boyfriend’s face so she could see dad, but he could not. Without shame, she looked Mr. B in his eyes while she gave herself orgasms on his son’s face. Her shear shoulder length lace gloves were twisted into his hair, rubbing her pussy over his face, holding Mr. B’s eye locked to hers.At parties she would drink and flirt with sexy guys. After a couple of drinks, she would start to describe for him the things she had done to boys. She was wearing her shoulder length gloves and.