"Oh, yeah, honey, fuck hard," she groaned, "I need it so bad!"That was obvious to Dane. He'd never been into such a hot and greedy cunt. His mom's cun... was on fire, sucking and tugging at his cockmeat, soaking it with searing cunt-juices. Obviously it had been a very long time since she'd been laid.That excited Dane hotly. He loved the idea of being the first to fuck her in a long time, of unleashing all her thwarted lusts. He fucked her steadily faster and harder, and that just seemed to turn. Then I remembered that Manoharji is alone. On phone told that I would be bringing breakfast to him.After a few minutes, I reached his door with 2 parathas, curd, and tea. When he opened the door, he was perhaps getting ready to take bath as his torso was open displaying his abs. He has just wrapped a towel around him. He opened the door and said sorry for his attire as he was going to take bath.I kept the plate on the table and told that I had prepared tiffin for the office also. He thanked me. I give her a cuddle and French kiss her, gradually working round to caressing her skin under her nightie. ‘Why don’t you take your nightdress off?’ I purr in her ear. ‘I’m fine just the way I am thanks.’ Eventually I penetrate her but something seems amiss… nerves perhaps? I do not climax myself and fall into a d***ken sl**p. Suddenly I’m awake… and very hard – I think it is she that has woken me. She is leaning over me intently: ‘Hurt me… I want you to hurt me!’ I resist the initial, cruelly. It swells slowly but steadily. She must feel it in her hand. I’m loving it. I’m putting my arm on the small of her back as if to say: “I like what you’re doing. Keep doing it”. Of course I’m not saying it out loud. She just stays there. My dick keeps throbbing against her hand. By breathing becomes slightly faster and shallower.I’m fantasizing. It would be nice if I pulled my pants down a little. To free my dick. Her hand on it, her other hand running up and down my shaft. Between my balls..