He was well built and had a deep voice. They were having tea. Usually, mom is not so friendly with guests on their first day itself so I was bit surpr...sed. Mom saw me and introduced the man. He was Sunil Sharma, he and mom actually went to the same college. He lived in Bangalore and had a wife with two children my age. He was the VP of a big MNC and had to travel to Mumbai frequently. Mom was very happy to meet him.I started to notice some changes in her behaviour. She started to dress very. You smile at the memory of some rather steamy web sessions and sigh softly. But should you meet in person? You trust him, but can you trust yourself? You knock loudly.The door swings open quickly and there he is in the flesh smiling at you. Too late to run now. You smile back nervously. He looks just like you pictured: tall, broad shoulders, short dark hair, and smiling eyes. "Come in," he says nervously.You had thought of meeting when he said he had an upcoming business trip to your area, and. ‘It was a nice thought but has made me realise that I didn’t stop to buy any Christmas presents,’ I said a little crestfallen. ‘Don’t worry about that,’ he said as he steered me across to the mirror where he stood behind me and did my tie for me perfectly. ‘Must practice at doing this some time,’ I said and smiled at his reflection, ‘though what you have bought tells me that it’s the shoes I should perfect first.’ He laughed. ‘Let’s go down and meet the family before dinner.’ He led the way. I really hoped that he was right. He kept working his dick deeper inside me, letting me adjust, until he was balls deep inside me . He kept in inside me like that for a minute while he kissed my lips and pulled me close to him. Then he laid my back down on the table, slid his dick out, and then thrusted hard and deep into my soaking wet pussy making me scream at the top of my lungs out of pleasure and pain as my pussy walls convulsed around his dick. He kept fucking me deep, thrusting as far as.