I started the treadmill and ran on it. I heard the door open and turned my head to see. It was Santha. Santha was above 45 years but by looking at her... one will say she is in between 35-38 years. The hot lady was neither busty nor lean- her physique lied in between, fair skinned round face with fleshy lips. Her thick black straight hairs were complimenting her gorgeous body. She was a Keralite and natural beauty of Kerala woman was on her. She used to wear shorts and sports bra but today she. It did not matter, he was inside the tightest and softest pussy he had ever felt, or maybe it was just centuries of depravity talking. It crushed one of her silky feeling small breast in it's hand, her nipples were hard and not big but dainty. It came forward sucking on one roughly. She grabbed it's head and rubbed her hands all over it's head loosening the ceremonial wrappings. It lifted it's head back up as a few of them fell to the ground revealing it's black muscle oozing face filled with. Before long, he was fast asleep, dreaming of Priya and New Zealand. He was gently nudged by May, ‘Sir, it’s been 3 hours. Would you like to sleep some more?’ ‘Oh… no thanks. I should get up. Thanks again.’ Cyrus said in a daze, as he rose in his seat and stretched a little. ‘Can I get you something?’ ‘No thanks, nothing for now.’ Cyrus yawned a little and stared into her warm brown eyes. He went to the bathroom, and as he was returning to his seat, he saw May sitting alone, writing some thing. Mrs. Benmore, however, suggested a little wouldn't do him any harm."I'll make a weak one," she said, "you won't even taste it, I promise."She tipped a little of the rum into another glass and poured on some coke. Justin nursed it between his hands.I hope your parents don't mind you drinking. I suppose I should have asked." No. They're gone for weekend, anyhow." You're on your own, then?"Justin nodded.She asked him about his parents. Justin told her that his step-father was filthy rich. He'd.