“Okay slut. I am going to fuck your little ass good now,” I proclaimed as I slammed into her and my orgasm approached. I lost track of what she wa... doing, but I think she went from one orgasm to the next with no pause. My cock swelled. She whimpered and I let loose an orgasm that must have resulted in a gallon of cum, or so it seemed. My cock felt like it pulsed in her for a half hour. We collapsed on the bed, me on top of her supporting my weight on my elbows, my face in her hair. I could feel. As I knew that Sonam loves travelling I offered her trip with me. As a surprise, she accepted because her husband was on tour already and kids were with family. We went to Bhopal and stayed in a hotel in different rooms. After the meeting in evening, we planned to roam and do shopping there. That night she wore a fantastic white saree which made me in love with her. We went to the lake side, where we spent 3 hours of chatting and drinking wine. It was there as a sudden surprise while sitting. “Oh god…baby…please…stop.” Sam begs although her body is on fire for Cindy’s touch. “I am not going to stop until you cum in my hand slut.” Cindy takes one hand and starts to slide it inside Sam’s sweats finding her wet already she begins to squeeze her pussy in her hand. “This belongs to me doesn’t my little whore.” Cindy asks staring in the mirror at Sam. “Yes…Yes… I belong to you.” Sam sighs as her hips begin to move back and forth slowly. Cindy continues to stroke Sam, her fingers slipping. “And just look at you, you didn’t even change or bathe yet.”I looked down at myself. I was still in my pajamas and I am sure that my hair was all a mess as it was every time I woke up in the morning. “Now, young man, go upstairs and come back down looking a little more presentable.” I grinned back at her. It was the first time she ever called me “young man” it was either “Kevin” or “child.”“Yes, mama,” I replied before racing back to my.