"Um...Mark, stop." This earned me an improbably-hard slap across the face, causing me to gasp out loud and, shamefully, my slit to get wetter. "Shut u..., bitch!" he ordered meBut I wasn't ready to give up yet. I needed confirmation. "Pull out and show me your dick!" I demanded. When he asked me why, I shouted, "Just show it to me!"He did, withdrawing his manhood (boyhood) out of my twat. His penis wasn't big--three inches long, maybe--but it was fully erect! I let my head fall back onto my. She rested her head between my breasts, I put my arms around her waist and held her. There was a lot of energy between the two of us. We melted together slowly, our bodies so warm. I danced my hands around her tummy, holding her between my legs. I could hear her sigh as I kissed her hair. She was as surprised as I was I think. She put her hands on mine after a while, I felt her fingers caress my hands as we pretended to watch the movie. She rolled her head slightly on my breasts, making me. When I saw him, I was shocked and asked him, “Why are you here?” Then he quickly shut my mouth and went inside my saree and forcefully fucked me.All this while he was forcing me, but I was in a shock the whole time. Then I felt very bad about what happened that day. Later I asked my FIL, “Why did you do such a thing with me?” His answer to that shocked me.He said he was watching me while I was taking my bath daily. He used to shake his dick one while seeing my pussy and boobs. Then he said, “I. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other wall. She brings out such passion from me. Passion I never felt before. Lust on a scale that you can’t imagine. It wasn’t her age, or her small lithe body. It was her. Her smile, her scent, her laugh and her attitude.I needed her right then.My hand moved underneath her butt and I started to lift her higher. I think she got the idea, because her leg swung over my shoulder. I lifted her from the other side and her panties.