I had a good feeling as the hair was tickling my chin. I started massaging her face from behind – both of us were sitting on the bed. Slowly my hand... moved down and started massaging her back her, lower neck and shoulders. I felt naughty. Further advance toward the lower neck. My hands started touching her chest. She was wearing a t-shirt. (She is a brave girl, I never seen her wearing sari or Churidar, but jeans and t-shirt always). I was doubtful to go further, she was relaxed and was. ? Archie said as they returned home and unloaded the bed. In the room metal toy trucks were covered with dust from lack of use in the corner. They continued to sit in the corner as he kicked off his shoes and knelt inside the five foot dream house he talked his mom into ordering through the mail for his birthday. ?Oh, son,? Susan sighed. She was almost in tears as she closed the bedroom door behind her and listened to her son pretend to marry the dolls off to one another. That night Archie had. I had recovered some and was also panting and I felt a sheen of sweat on my forehead. I could see that we was about to cum so I again put my arms in front of my knees and pushed myself as wide as I could. I wanted his cum DEEP in me. His cock was plunging into me almost straight down, “Oh yeah baby, excellent!” he said as he pushed up and in as far as he could go.“UUHH.” I grunted as I felt him pressing the back membrane of my pussy as I put my hands on his hips and looked him in the eye.Our. I pushed myself up again and continue for another couple of minutes before my arms collapse.“That was pretty good, babe, you planked for over eight minutes, but you’re not done. I need to feel your hot cum exploding in me. Remember rule four. If all else fails, refer to rule one. Which was?”“Fuck the shit out of you,” I responded.I started pounding her hard but kept most of my weight on my knees and elbows. All you could hear was our bodies slapping together, and Connie making a small grunt.