’ She grunts as I pound into her. I begin going faster and faster until ‘wham!’ I shoot jets of cream inside of her. I slam into her with one b...g thrust and come hard. I can feel her inner muscles squeezing me as my cock explodes. Three strokes later and I’m empty. I pull my cock from her and stumble backward a step or two. She laughs at my clumsiness. ‘Steady there big boy,’ she says. I smile wearily, gratefully, back at her. She slides out of the truck and I once again am thankful for. Me pehle din se hi plan banana laga ki ye dono ko kaise chudau. Uun dono se muzhe apna lauda chuswana tha. Me usually underwear pe sota hu. Par iss bar mene bina underwear ke sona start kar liye. Pehle din rooj ki taraha Reshma mera room saaf karne aa gayi. Wo din sirf eek hi nayi chiij thi, mera khada lund. Mera aadha sharir khula tha bas mere lund pe chadar audh ke rakhi thi. Chuddar ke rehte bhi mera bada lund dikh raha tha. Muzhe dekhna tha ki Reshma kya karti hai. Suruat me to thodi shanti. Here is the first one. Welcome Home. She waits, standing on the balcony looking out at the view of the mountains in which she lives, the negligee she wore, thin almost sheer white silk, open on both sides, held together by beaded strands that left her sides and legs completely bare even the sides of her full breasts exposed, the same beading being the only thing keeping it on her body over her shoulders, fluttered in the light breeze coming from the lake below. She knows he is coming, he always. I told her I couldn't help myself. I get turned on by mature white women. She said "oh yeah" and gave me a big grin. She said told me I should be ashamed, she was probably old enough to be my mother. I told her she sure didn't look like my mother and it was hard to work out like this and let her see the bulge in my shorts. She gasped and said OMG I can see why and she hoped she didn't do that to me. I told her I was afraid she did and she needed to take care of it for me. She said she couldn't.