When he reached his crotch, he struggled a bit putting his throbbing hard cock through the ouvert hole provided by the fishnet catsuit. After he had m...naged, he pulled up the suit, slipped his arms through and connected the loose ends at the back of his neck. There he was, dressed up in fishnet stockings from neck to toe, only with a hole to leave his cock and anal region free. He felt sexy and it turned him on even more than he already was. Of course she noticed and grinned: "You do like. Monica met with the woman who ran the orphanage – an old lady of about 65 years called Didi by all. Didi was in awe of Monica and was very deferential to any of her demands. Monica wanted Deepika – but wanted to keep up a nice façade so that she could get away with her plans clean and legitimate.Monica said “Didi, I need a girl to work for me as my assistant. She must be presentable and polite. She can stay with me at my house and help out around the house as well.” Didi was more than happy to. I could feel a definite moisture building up between my legs, my nipples were hard as rocks, as i followed her back up the stairs to the room where a nice luncheon was all set up for us. The two young ladies, I had seen earlier, were now dressed in a small apron covering their pussy and nothing else on. Both had nice sized breasts, not large but perfect to suck on and play with. As I took a seat, one of them leaned in close to me, her perfume shot directly between my legs, leaving me in an. I climbed on top of him and spread my long legs. I reached under and grabbed his cock. I moved it to align with entrance. My big wet lips made it easy to find. I rubbed it around making him groan. I got it aligned and pushed down on it. It went back inside me easier this time. I slide down on the long shaft until he hit my cervix. I started to ride him doing all the work. I felt him grab one of my tits. I really didn't have to lean forward very far for him to be able to suck on it. They were.