Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I was not expecting anyone. So I opened the door to find Nirmala there.She was just back from the office and in her j...ans and a shirt that fit her in a manner that her lovely breasts were highlighted. Her jeans were tight as hell, and she had a butt to die for. She normally is back by 7 but returned early as there were very heavy rains.She took permission to reach home early as she had to travel almost 30 km by car. However, her husband had the house keys, and. She was shouting loud “mazaa aa raha, mar jor se maar, thok saale”. Our legs were digging in wet mud and we were holding against the tree and fucking wildly. She said “Saale aaj meri ye farakti fuddi tera lund khatam kar degi” I replied “kaminee mera lauda aaj teri choot phad dega” her nails digging in my back, our muddy bodies rubbing with friction, she was chanting “jor se chod mujhe, aur andar pel kaminey, aur jor se jhatka maar, phaad de meri choot, aur andar pel, saale aise hi randi chodte. We finished our dinner, and Mr. Denning put down the plates on the floor. We were again looking into each other’s eyes, and next second I was all over Mr. Denning. I pushed him on his back, came over him and, we started kissing. Mr. Denning was so fucking horny too, he pinned me down on the bed, ripped off his shirt which I was wearing, and spread my legs. I waited for him to take off his pants, and then his cock was all inside me again. “Mr. Denning, I love your cock,” I didn’t feel ashamed. " I spit back sarcastically.In a desperate attempt to keep my attention that she was swiftly losing, she stuck the candy back in her mouth, got it nice and moist with saliva, and did it again. Looking back in hindsight, I remember her being a bit uncomfortable in her skin as if she was nervous or antsy for something, but that was par for the course with Danielle most of the time.As she was finishing up, she dropped to her knees in front of me on the bed. As soon as she was finished, my reaction.