His hands stroked her butt then the length of her thigh. Her hand in turn clawed his back under his shirt, the other hand unbuckling his belt."Oh god,...it's going to happen!" He thought to himself with growing disbelief. It had all paid off; his embarrassing flirting, his longing looks then that stolen peck on the cheek. He'd stuck his neck out, but had come through. Now he was reaping the spoils of the victor. She'd told him not to worry about a thing, just follow her lead. And boy she was. I did go to squat house once with my new found school friends in the May after I had given up on Matthew by then. I found out it housed homeless children, junkies and prostitutes in a ratio of the three. The children were curious; but the rest of them only approached when they wanted to try some weed. One of my bong mates introduced me to the guy who controlled the squat house, he was known as Tex. Tex was a fat heavily tattooed white guy aged about 40. We all left stoned; and I kissed my. She is like a gorgeous sex goddess in front of me.“Make love to your woman right now in the kitchen baby!” Mamatha aunty said.I quickly removed my shorts and briefs to the floor. I grabbed her and turned her around against the countertop and began to fuck her in doggy style.“Oh, you feel good inside me son!” Mom moaned.After fucking her from behind for a few minutes Mamatha aunty said, “Ahh… Rajesh, you fucked me a couple of times already, I want to know how it feels to fuck you. Ahh… Pull out. Lady got bold and walked to dad’s chair, put some papers in front of him and bent to show him something, not the paper but obviously her cleavage. While showing papes she was intentionally pressing her boobs to dad’s shoulder and then she spoke, “Mr. Jay, I can give you something more than orders, what you say?” She had lusty look in her eyes and she took her face much closer to dad’s. Dad couldn’t resist and their lips met. His pushed his chair back, accommodating her on his lap, kissing hard.