She hugged me with her hands n i can feel her tighting hands around me as the cock going into her treasure…ME : “is it working honey??,is it going...deep?”priya: “yyes baby,its going..try it..ys..ys…stretch my pussy with ur big cock”ME: ya…..baby..its almost in..i wil stretch it like next it wont happens lke this….yaaaaaaaaa…….ys..baby its all gone deep into ur pussy:-)she started kissing my lips n i am moving my cock in and out…she was screaming like…”fuck me…fuck me…ys..ys…”i really loves those. The her husband (Mr Dhar) came near and asked what was the matter. I told him to come on Tuesday. But he requested that next week was their wedding day and it is urgent. They requested a lot, and I agreed. But she had not brought any blouse for her measurement. Dhar gave his card, and asked to come to their house after lunch. As it was holiday for half day I agreed.I went to their house at around 3 PM. I rang the bell, and Mr Dhar welcomed. They were then about to take lunch. Dhar, seated me. I hovered above him, letting him lick and tease my double d tits as I grabbed his cock again. I swirled it around the entrance to my sopping wet pussy, licking my lips. “You want this pussy?” I whispered, arching my neck and letting my tits move fully into his face. I felt his cock throb beneath my fingers and a muffled, desperate yes. “How bad do you want it?” As I said it he thrust himself up into me and I cried out, arching backwards onto that lovely, filling cock. He slammed is hips against. I conveniently leave this out of the conversation and smile brightly. ‘Well, it’s definitely you at least.’ He smiles again, showing off white, even fangs. I shiver and whimper as he begins unbuttoning my shirt. He smiles, that same predatory smile again, and kisses me slowly. I moan at the taste of him, my fear temporarily removed, and squeak in protest when he pulls away. He undoes the clasp on my new bra, bought just for this occasion, a nice black push up that I absolutely love. I wiggle,.