He waited a moment in silence and then started to move his fingers in and out of my pussy. I shamefully hid my face in the pillow to hide my smile as ... lifted my butt up slightly. A soft moan escaped my lips as I was finger fucked. The seduction was complete. I saw Victor moving and he whispered in my ear: “Honey, are you going to let this black guy fuck you?” “Does the thought of it excite you, honey?’ I asked back him. He answered of course he was aroused to see how this guy was touching me.. Before I hit on story let me describe Namrata, she is widow and late in thirties. She got 2 daughters and both are school going and Namrata use to teach in reputed school of Navi Mumbai. She is Bengali and her skin texture is silky beauty with black as underground colour revealing her dazzling skin texture in light chocolate colour with vibrant feature of chicks and face, her figure is awesome 36D-34-36 and maintained well. My wife is beautician and she runs business from same building where we. Ohh, here he is. Ahh..ohh?! When she felt his lips, she responded, eagerly latching onto him as though he was her lifeline. To her surprise and dismay, she quickly realized that despite all of her confidence and posturing… she was not in control of this kiss. That dizzying, falling sensation had returned, and her innate sense of superiority to these hopeless geeks wavered and then finally began to plummet.Won’t you please just... fuck me already? She began to beg through their kiss, coiling. She had no idea of what time it was, but it was clearly night. She decided that not too much time had passed since entering the meadow. She could hear the sounds of people working at the crash site.She sat up and looked around expecting to find Cal nearby. There was no sign of him. She wondered what had happened to him. She guessed he had run off the second she had disappeared. She figured he would turn up sooner or later. He wasn’t the kind of person who could actually make it on his own in.