‘You’ve been a naughty boy teasing me, so now I’m going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before,’ scolded Roxy. She began gri...ding back and forth on my cock, picking up the pace until she was almost moving like a blur on top of me. I could still feel her kegel muscles squeezing and releasing my shaft as it moved in and out of her pussy. She then leant right back, so she was resting back on her hands, and I had a perfect view of my cock penetrating her, and her tits jiggling to. I moved my fingertips from her nipple toward her abdomen, tracing circles very lightly on her skin. I could feel little tremors on her stomach, but didn't think it was because she was ticklish; I had never noticed that susceptibility in her in the past. As my fingers reached the newly nude flesh of her mound, the sensitive skin sent signals to her groin, and she moaned into my mouth.I kept moving my fingers lightly across her mound, without coming any closer to her vulva. In a moment, I moved. ‘If I only knew what was going on. That would be so much easier…’ ‘Tell me what’s going on with you. Not with them, with you. What are you thinking?’ She squeezes my hand again and let’s go as the waiter comes back to the table with our beautiful bottle of Santa Margherita Pinto Grigio and pours us each a glass. We order our food and as the waiter is walking away, I tell him to get another bottle of wine ready. I exhale. ‘I don’t know what I’m thinking.’ I sip some wine, then gulp some wine.. I was fast asleep in a few moments after I lay on bed. I must have slept the whole afternoon. In the evening, mom walked into my room and woke me up. I opened eyes and looked at mom. She was standing there with a cup of piping hot coffee. She was dressed wonderfully – very sexy. I low cut semitransparent blouse, almost transparent sari, worn to expose her belly button, her short hair let lose, etc. I thought she was going out for some party. I smiled at her, got up, went to the bathroom and.