Her hips were now churning against mine, like she wanted my cock to stratch a spot inside her. I was hoping that it was her g-spot."Ahhhhh fuck" she g...sped. I could feel the flow of her juices increase on my shaft. "Oh my fucking god ... I'm cummmmmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg!!!!" she shouted. Her hips convulsed against mine ... her pussy muscles grabbing my cock hard and squeezing it with her juices flooding my shaft and balls."Yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck me" she chanted when she finally. He brushed the ball gag off my neck. Replaced his hand on my neck and throat. He was holding my head and neck steady to the table. My eyes darted around but I could only see his face which was looking down at me. I heard his zipper. Then the unmistakable sound of a belt being undone and it falling to the floor. I closed my eyes. Mark took his hand off my neck and grabbed my right ear, hard. He pulled my head over so I was looking right at the longest cock I think I had ever seen. "Open," Mark. I tugged off my own jeans and sat down on his stomach, moving backwards a bit until I was sitting on top of his cock. I began to grind my wet panties on his cock. It wasn't long before I began to feel him harden. I slowly dragged myself down his legs and slowly wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, playing with his balls in one of my hands. I began to bob my head up and down, slow at first, then quickening. Ken moaned lightly, but raised an eyebrow. "I think you can do better than that,. That day I decided, I will fuck her by any means. But I did not know that it will take 6 years to bring her in my bed.Whenever I used to get chance, I used to visit my chachi and help her, thereby I used to watch her cleavage and ass. I used to touch her boobs by my elbow while helping her and she never noticed it as she thought me as a son. I used to take her on my apache bike. As she wears saree always, she sits sideways, thereby she has to lean on my shoulders and her boobs would touch me..