He was dribbling and she knew that he was close to coming. She slid her hand down to the base of his cock, then she took it into her mouth and when he...came, she kept on jerking him off and sucking on him and he came all over again. She clawed his balls with her long nails and when she looked up into his face she saw that he was crying. The tears were streaking on his face and she learned then that making a man cry could induce the most marvelous sexual sensations in her. Many men were to find. You feel you cheeks flush, finding yourself getting carried away with your sinful thoughts or were you? Unable to resist the urge you flick open your cell to find a new private message from him awaiting in your inbox. You find yourself letting out a small gasp, taken by surprise at the speed of his response. Usually it took a day or two for a response as your nimble finger clicks open, trying desperately to keep the display as private as possible. A quizzical look forms across your face as eyes. Some of them were overweight and not attractive, and more to the point creepy, but the hot wife didn’t mind at this point.The creepier one had oily hair and thick glasses causing his eyes to look huge, a stereotypical pervert that you imagined when you thought about someone who hung out in a hardcore sex store. He continued to stare at her and was already breathing heavily. She should have been offended at his stares as she knew she would have been disturbed but now she loved what she was doing. So he said that we must go to their home and continue there. Smita was in no mood to leave my dick but somehow agreed as she wanted a desperate fuck. I put on my jeans and we drove. We reached their home after 20 mins. As soon as we entered, Smita took me to the bedroom. Harish said that he would give us privacy and remained in the drawing room. Smita hugged me tight and we kissed each other. I was feeling her body. We both were getting horny. We settled on the bed. I took off her clothes and.