She was doing some work and told to sit in sofa and watch TV. She came by 10.40. She just started talking in a ordinary way like how is my mom, me lik... that. I informed her that I have come to get my dress stitched. I was in Shirt and skirt. She was wearing saree in such a way that I can see her boobs. As she went for taking the measuring tape I was very much attracted towards her ass which was moving up and down which turned me really hot and while nearing me gave me a smile wow what to say. Then climbing onto my lap, facing me, she reached under herself, and levered my cock until it was nestled against her hot wet opening. Katrina rubbed the head against herself to lubricate it, one hand on my shoulder for balance, and then with a sigh, she slowly sat on me.Her vaginal passage was wet and snug. Sliding into her channel was easy, but I felt faint contractions as she slid down my shaft. Then she was resting her butt on my thighs, her arms around my neck, her face pressed into my. As always, she received a heart necklace to symbolize me giving her my heart and she got one collectible Barbie doll which I had done for as long as I had known her. I on the other hand received a black pair of corduroy pants and a bottle of old spice aftershave. Finally the guests showed up. Her mother and father, her brother and his new girlfriend, and my son with his wife. After saying the blessing, I gave her father the bird. Ok, weak joke, but I gave him the honor of butchering the. I would really love to go to bed with you.” Wray finally concluded.After a quick visit to the bathroom to wash my face and recover, when I got back to the lounge Wray got up off the couch and fervently began kissing me. Before long, we were on the couch making out like two randy teenagers. Wray was an unbelievable kisser and extremely assertive. His hands dominated my head, arms, and body, as he pinned me down increasingly. I could sense him testing me, to see what level of roughness I would.