..yes!" I gasped.Alex thrust into me this way several more times until I heard a tear and my shirt gave way, ripping away in his hand as I tumbled ont... the bed. Alex leaned over me and kept driving his throbbing cock into me as he grabbed my torn shirt with both his hands and began to rip and tear it off my body. "Ya! Strip him naked! Tear his clothes off!" the girls cheered Alex on.My top parted down one side but the rest wouldn't give as Alex continued to pound me and rip my clothes off. He. She doesn’t feel a bit of uncomfortable looking at an elderly man with his cock covered in nothing but perspiration.“Just making sure you are doing a good job.” He said as the maid continued with her work. He kept admiring that fine ass covered with two layers of cloth.“I always do a good job yet you come to check me always.” She giggled and made her ass stick out further towards the uncle.“You know what domestic servitude does to my cock.”He caressed her ass and lifted her saree and petticoat. I don’t understand what to do next. She touched my face and looked into my wide spread eyes and said, “No baby, I didn’t come to drive you crazy; I think I came to love you.” With all my force I pulled her and separate out from my body. But it doesn’t help she was determinant. She wants to fuck me. She told me how much she wanted me to be hers and said, “I am for you baby, for my sweet Ishy…mommy’s pussy is only for you baby…I’m your lover, your mommy, I’m your pussy.”She pushed me I fell on. "That your answer," – I say, - "Come to Hotel Mustafa now."I grab her by the wrist and drag her after me, naked and stumbling, and resigned to her fate.I close the door and sit back on my couch, my dick sticking up. Without prompting, the plump beauty kneels down between my feet and takes my cock in her mouth. She starts sucking it, not very skillfully, but earnestly. Now and then she looks up at me as if asking if she is doing a good job. I smile and nod, and give her a little encouraging pat.