Her clit was longer than I’d ever found it. And super sensitive according to the way she responded.“I love you, my precious Lissa.”“Tony, be g...ntle but push into me. I need to feel you inside.”“If you’re sure it won’t hurt.”“You probably can’t go as deep, but it won’t hurt; I promise.”It was never difficult for my cock to find Lissa’s pussy from behind. Having eight or nine pounds of baby pushing down, though certainly made things a little tighter. That seemed to change Lissa’s responses, too,. She is 42 years old, a bit fat, lemony complexion, broad round cylindrical arms and a huge buttocks. She lives in Bangalore and we were in touch only through phone and social media for the last say, 8-10 years. We used to speak very freely and we also share ideas about girls. Given the age gap, she never mistook me even when I spoke a bit more about girls. In fact whenever I chat with her she always gets a doubt if I have sex with any of my female friends. Whenever she asks me I used to shy. That’s when I flipped off the TV and decided to go to sleep.I sat up in bed five minutes later with a realization. I had heard her moan coming through the wall. I had never heard anything from her room before but I usually had my TV on at night and always fell asleep quickly. This led to my second realization that she might have heard me as well, on some nights I’m sure I moaned not loudly but perhaps loud enough. Maybe that’s why she was listening to my wall in the first place. I was torn was. Unexpectedly he pulled his cock out of my ass, moved down and put his mouth on my cock sucking me off letting my come in his mouth. He then moved back up and kissed me dumping a mix of my cum and his spit into my mouth.I tried to resist but I hadn't expected it so all I could do was be a little whore and swallow the whole load. I told Micheal I needed a break but I could tell he had other plans. His dick had gone a bit flacid so he took of the condom and both lay on the bed spooning, him behind.