I leaned back and placed my hands over her arms, returning her hug. We often greeted like this when she returned from work finding me at my desk. “...ould you like a massage?” she whispered into my ear? (These were ‘code words’ we had developed. It probably meant she had given a massage to someone who was especially sexy and really turned her on. Unable to entertain her fantasies where she worked, she brought them home and was asking me if I was willing to indulge her fantasy.) Turned to look up. I looked at her and I could sense she too was excited and the surprising thing was, I did not see any traces of tension or fear on her face. I asked her where she wanted to go. She just said wherever and said she had called up home and told her mother in law that she would be late as she had to go to her head office.I started driving and decided to take the Mysore road. After a few minutes of driving, I casually moved my left hand and lightly caressed the fingers on her right hand which was. Maria started to moan and I was guiding the guy to drill her more. I fucked her throat as deep as I could. Sometimes I held it in her throat until she started to get red on her face.Then I asked the guy to stop and we changed positions. I started to drill deep into her pussy. I fucked her deep and she was moaning a lot and I was asking “do you like it bitch” “yeaaahhhhhh fuck me harder” ” from today you will become a slut” “yeah I will do whatever you ask me for”, then I fucked her harder and. " ("Dear darling. Please, this will tear my pussy and hurt my clit. Please not this.")But all he did was to start running the brush from top over the slit right down between my wide open legs till my ass, over the panty. I felt an electric shock passing through my crotch. It was excruciatingly pleasurable. I moaned with pleasure and said, "Stop it. Please stop it. Please. Aaaaahhhnn Aaaaahhhnn Aaaaahhhnn Aaaaahhhnn Aaaaahhhnn."He realized that I would not keep quiet with this kind of pleasure..