We were talking about her family. Suddenly her son started weeping and crying. She slid up slowly her qamiz along with her bra to breast feed the baby...while talking with me. She put her duppata on her breast to hide it. It gave me a chance to glance of her breast. But within a minutes her dupata slid down as baby was moving his hand. I was talking with her and staring her breast. She noted that after some time, she smiled and put her dupatta once again on her breast to hide. I was too. Her spit was covering my dick. I pulled her off me. She was upset but when I pushed her back into the couch and leaned down to her pussy she stopped complaining.I moved her panties across the left and took in a whiff of her wet pussy it smelt so different, my dick demanded attention, so I tried to eat her out as quick as possible, I yanked her panties down to the floor, and kissed her pussy lips, and pulled her clit into my mouth with my tongue, I lightly bit down on it and its all that it. Halfway through this exercise on her left breast brought on her first orgasm.She was kicking and screaming for cock when I was only halfway through with her right breast. I had no intention of granting her request at this time for I wanted to give her more oral pleasure. I finished with her breasts and started to use my tongue to trace lines from her breast to her sweet neatly trimmed pussy.Oh the ecstasy that awaited the both of us. I don't know if I have ever seen a woman come out of her. I told Mrs Olsen to get on the floor."Unzip my pants. Take my cock out" Why" she asked confused. As her hand undid the zip "I'm gonna fuck your pussy and asshole, Mrs Olsen" I grinned"Oh! " her hand inside my trousers wrapped partly around the thick shaft and pulled it out. "Have you been fucked by a big black dick, Mrs Olsen" I smiled. As it grew thicker and longer in her hand. "No" she answered anxiously. My semi hard footlong, thick as her forearm, fat black cock poked her in the eye. "Well.