They called at all hours, until finally she had turned the ringer off on her phone and let her voice mail fill up. The cornered her in the store so sh... quit going. They even waited at her mailbox, snapping pictures and running video until she finally couldn't handle it anymore.Getting hounded at work was one thing. Getting it at her apartment was another.So she had come home. When the news people tried to bother her, one of her parents took care of it. Her mother babied her, fixing her favorite. "Is there a problem?" Well yes there is sugar," he said. "You were weaving all over the road back there. Have you been drinking?"By now I he had taken the light out of my eyes, and I could see his face. He was quite good-looking, actually, and appeared to be in his early 50s or so."Well... maybe just a little. But I'm not drunk," I said. But I was aware that despite my best efforts, my words were still slurring a bit.His eyes were fixed on my body. "Can I see your license sugar?"I groaned. Her legs were wide open – wantonly thrown open. I could see that she was aroused as I could see some glistening drops of wetness. A light musky aroma of her sex was hitting me hard. I looked into her face and said – are you happy and ready for this Namrata? She said Buddy – I want your cock so bad ever since I have met you and Anil wants me to fuck you like an animal…are you ready for me? I bent down and starting to massaging her inner silken thighs and she closed her eyes and started to breath. He let himself go and his cum started filling her. Feya arched as far back as Michael's arms would allow, her head fell backwards and she let out a long low howl as the gentle, pleasant orgasm swept up and down her body. She let her body fall softly against her mate. She nuzzled and licked his neck."I love you so much." she said quietly.Michael licked and kissed her ears and replied, "I love you too, Feya."They went to their room and continued to play with each other for a couple of hours. She.