As long as I met my deadlines and my editor didn't complain too much, I could work whenever I wanted to during the day or night. I did both, in fact.L...e wasn't as fortunate. She had to spend most of her time at the office, although she had afternoons now and then when she was able to work from her laptop at home. "Flextime," they called it. It wasn't much, but it was something, and we were willing to take every bit of flexibility we could get. Her office and my editor didn't need to know. Then it was simple. Lund slipped in her loose choot .She guided me and I did her chudaii. It was my first chudaii at the age of 18 and that of my grand mother above 50 yrs of age. But that time she was Aishrya Rai for me. After about 15 minutes I discharged in her choot. She held me tightly .After we relaxed she said that she had been fucked almost after eight year. My nana has taken to sanyas and stopped fucking her. She wanted more and she made me do chudai again that night. It continued for. I want more.Move your fingers ...I like, you know.I move a little.It does not do that because I like.He has started to punish me.Remove your fingers from my vagina.They are wet in my liquids.It leads to my mouth.I open it.As bitch that I am, I clean your fingers.I do not like my taste liquids.But his fingers love me, they excite me.And the sucked again and again.Since the session began.Begins to tie my nipples with thread.It's painful.Immediately place the clamps.Pain becomes more intense.But I. He gave a low groan of pleasure and muttered, “Oh yes, that’s great, so fucking great. Suck me, suck me.”I worked on the solid shaft, caressing it, sucking it, and licking it from the base to tip, tasting the oozing salty pre-cum. I relished the feel of his foreskin on my tongue as it slipped and slid over his glans.After several minutes, his breathing became more ragged and I felt him stiffen and knew he was on the edge. His thighs trembled as jets of hot juicy sperm hit the back of my throat.