The pressure and fullness made her head spin. It had been a long time since she’d had a real, throbbing cock in her ass. She flicked her clit, panti...g for breath, and focused her will on relaxing the tight muscles holding him back. She looked up to see his gaze locked on her fingers teasing her pussy. “You like watching?” she asked between rapid breaths. He nodded, white curls bouncing. She rubbed faster – wet, squishy sounds reaching her ears as her labia slipped over each other, well. She swallowed all she could then rubbed the cum that dripped on her tits in like it was lotion. Ben was yanking her head back and forth by her hair. She was deliriously happy. She was moaning and groaning as she fingered her gash. When Ben finally let her go, I laid her on her back and crawled between her creamy white thighs and slid my raging erection into her balls deep. I was fucking her deep and hard as we heard voices enter the dressing room. “Fuck dude, the basketball team had an away. The heater was properly functioning and mom was relieved. Mom was rather impressed by his work and how quickly he repaired it. She took Raju’s right hand with both her hands and said, “thank you, Raju ji”Raju: No need to thank me, madam. I am just doing my job.Mom tried to give him some money but he refused. Mom was all of a sudden very friendly with him and that was interesting.Then mom asked me to walk him to the door and I said yes. I took him to the hall and showed him the door.Me: There is. Some of the excuses got old. She didn't like lingerie because it "degraded her" or because she "looked fat in it." Blowjobs became once or twice a year because she didn't like doing them and because she thought it was demeaning to be on her knees. The woman who used to go down on me in a bar bathroom now acted like it was demeaning to give me a blowjob. I don't want to hear about the reciprocal, either. I went down on her all the time. I would every time if she wanted.So, here I was in my early.