Now take it. Take this monster. I will show you what a real man is.”I increased my pace and after a few strokes, I cummed in her mouth. She said, �...Is this how a real man fucks a lady?”I lifted her up and threw her on the sofa. And torn her skirt and underwear. And tore her shirt and bra. She was shocked by this action of mine.And she said please don’t put that dry thing. I was not going to listen. She was going to be fucked hard and rough. I inserted my dick straight into her pussy.That pussy. She moaned into my mouth then pulled away."I've never been with a white boy before." She said as she peeled off her tight little tank top exposing the most perfect C-cups I've ever seen. "Well in that case I'll have to make sure its something to remember." I leaned forward and licked her nipple then bit it making her moan in pleasure. I kissed her my tongued parted her lips and made its way into her mouth. Our tongues danced as I pulled her into me standing up and laying her down on the couch.. She could see the twinkle in his eyes. They started some small talk. By that time the next station arrived. Two more passengers came in. They looked like some executives of a ltd. Firm. One was a middle aged 50+ guy, while the other was a 30+ fellow. They were dressed formally with a Tie & coat. They did not carry much luggage. The college lad, Ankur sat on my wife’s side and the two execs sat on the opposite side. Now my wife was aware that 3 pairs of eyes were roaming over her body. Dinner. " She felt his hand slide ever so slowly up her thigh, and under her skirt. As it slid up, it slightly slid back. She was about to remonstrate when she realised that their very closeness was causing that. When she felt he had gone high enough, she told him to stop. She was relieved that she was wearing high cut knickers, otherwise he would have ended up actually touching them, and for some strange reason, she felt that would have been just too much.A minute or so later she spoke again. "Slowly.