"I paused for a minute. I was clearly horny and willing enough to hump my friend's leg, don't get me wrong. Very horny, and very willing. But that was...assuming she would be face-down, in the pillow. It seemed like it gave me a tiny sense of privacy in a weird sort of way. But with her face-up looking at me grinding into her...well, that was different. I don't know what or how many thoughts ran quickly through my head, but my burning pussy overpowered them all, and I climbed back up onto the bed. ”“Hardly, unless you had me at fourteen,” I said as paused in my sucking and took a breath. I kissed her between her delightful breasts and then began kissing lower.She stopped me from going down on her. “Not this morning. I love when you do, but I’ve got to get up soon and start making preparations for leaving.”“Don’t you have people you pay for that?” I asked before giving her another passionate kiss.“Yes,” she replied breathlessly a minute later, “but they don’t love the people they’re. It was the day when I fucked her was when her daughters went to school and her mother went to other city and she was along. Ii called her at 8:30 approx. in the morning and confirmed if I can come. She said I can come but do not dare to do anything with her. I went to chemist and buy condoms and planned that at any cost I am going to fuck her. I went to her home knocked at door; she came and opens the door. She was washing utensils at that time. I went to kitchen with her and stand behind her. This is going to be my fifth sex story out here, and this one’s completely different from the others. This one’s about a mature woman, a reader of mine, an NRI, and how we ended up fucking like rabbits in the couch of a posh hotel. I’d be taking many of you out there on a fantasy journey, so lie back, get your dicks in hand, or maybe put your fingers on your pussy, and dream everything I’m going to say after this. Have fun reading.Firstly, I’m a male anonymous writer based in Chennai. Aged 20..