She had regained her strength and was anxious for more. She pushed George back into the recliner and wrapped her hand around his cock. She stroked it ...ightly, spreading the pre-cum along its length. George's cock throbbed in her hand and she wanted it inside her. She had made up her mind – George was to be the first. It wasn't that she was actually in love with him or that she even envisioned a long-term relationship with him. In fact, other than being an absolute hunk, his major attraction was. Our texts were subtle and nothing more happened after that.Few days passed and we didn’t talk much. The other day I happened to see her with her daughter. To affirm that, I asked her about her daughter and she said she studied in UKG in the nearby school. Then the conversation went about how her daughter was born, she likes and dislikes and slowly shifted to her husband. When I asked about her husband she said theirs were a love-arranged marriage and that she loves him too much. Slowly she. I rubbed the head into her soaked and gapping pussy hole then pushed her over with my left arm. R let out an, "Oh God!" as I shoved my cock into her. I began pounding her as she was standing up and bent over at the waist, holding onto her coffee table with one hand, her other hand still gripping her pussy and feeling my balls as they met her fingers. We maneuvered so she could hold onto her sofa as she was still bent at the waist and getting pounded. We fucked hard and fast there in her living. By that time I have already opened the hooks of her blouse and her boobs were free for me as she was not wearing any bra. I was fondling her boobs which were hidden by her sari only. As soon as every standing person was out on the bus she suddenly put her left hand on my thigh. My bag was on my lap so she could not touch my cock. But I put my right hand on her thigh. Sensing the fear that someone can see from the side, she just folded her right leg and put it on the seat. This also given me.