He was laughing on my situation………..After some time i started feeling normal and he started fucking my ass ……….Now i was feeling good and ... start rubbing my pussy and i had my third orgasm within a second. I remove his jockey from my mouth…..Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh siiiiiiiiii good ,,,, fuck it hard oooooooooohhhhhhhhh and instead of fucking he just take it out and now it was my turn behenchod kya hua……….And he just slap me hard and put his cock on my mouth……. Suck it ……..Taste your shit whore …….Gaali. Oh god help me, I was fucking my best friend’s mother! “Yes, Neal! That’s a good boy. Fuck me, baby. Fuck my hot pussy, Neal. Make me your whore, you dirty little boy! Cum inside me, baby!...” With my teeth clamped, and my mouth-breathing sounding like a locomotive, I totally surrendered and fucked Mrs. Baker as hard and fast as I could. It seemed to go on forever. Probably because I had already cum twice. Mrs. Baker had no such problem. Her eyes closed and she started grunting, softly at. .. would not ... include actual intercourse. The two of them had discussed the ground rules into the night and the very first thing they had made clear, in inviting me into my limited role, was that I was not going to be fucking Laura.Then, when I asked about going down on her, Pete had made that statement about "whatever she asked me to do was okay."And then Laura had interjected the Big Exception. The "Wait just a minute, there," rule.There was to be no intercourse.But then, surprisingly,. Forget that bastard. I got these for you not him. I want to see you look beautiful to me. But all of these makeup and jewelry and clothes look fade without your smile.”Di looked at me in awe. She sensed the pain in my voice. A tear rolled down her eye. I went toward her held her face in both my hands and wiped that tear from her face. “I only want to see my di happy. Forget about that man. If he cannot respect you your needs then don’t feel sad for him.”Di managed a smile and I knew that it was.