She followed me in and closed the door behind her.I fell into a chair at the dinette. I was still holding the ice pack to my head. I could hear her fu...sing around in the kitchen.She emerged five minutes later with a couple cups of coffee and some toast. "Eat," she said."I can't, I'll throw up," I said."Maybe, but that wouldn't necessarily be bad," she said. I ate the damn toast. "Now, drink the coffee." I started to sip it."Whaddya want, Emilie? There ain't nuthin' for you here. You're getting'. She removed my towel in one go and I removed her sari. She was in blouse and petticoat, I pushed her on to wall and kissing all over her face ears neck cleavage. She herself removed hooks of the blouse, I pulled string of petticoat in one go, now she was standing only with her undergarments. I turned her face towards wall and removed the hooks of bra and kissing her back madly.Now she pushed me to the wall and kissing me all over my face and she went to my chest licking my nipples and my belly,. Again she let out little gasps as I touched the right spots. She was saying “Oh my god I can’t believe I’m letting you do this”. And then it happened. The head of my cock slipped between her lips and pushed up inside her. She took in a breath and pulled back a bit, but I kept pushing forward. I went in a couple inches, and she was breathing heavy and saying Oh my god Oh my god. I reached down and pulled her legs closer, so I could push up into her more. She was so tight. And warm. And wet. It. His obscene words hit her right in the gut and she loved the way his vulgarity made her feel deep down in her soul. Linda only had one thought at that time. It was that Matt the sexual powerhouse and magician of orgasmic delight needed a new partner and that there was none better than her to fill the bill.She spread her legs wide for him to fit comfortably in her pelvic saddle and they rocked their way down the highway of sin into a lazy fog-shrouded state of constant tingles just waiting for.