The Indian stepped forward, raising his fists but Mik punched him inthe face and I cheered.The Indian fell backward against the doorframe and Mik went...forwardagain, pounding him in the stomach. He hit him over and over again andI kept shouting, "Kill him! Kill that fucker!"Then the Indian brought his fist round and drove it into Mik's face andMik's legs gave way. He dropped to the ground and the Indian startedkicking him. Again and again the Indian smashed his foot into Mik'sback and. I fully appreciated that Harry would be unable to fix the door for the night and I would have to take responsibility for the old guy's house safety. My girlfriend and I helped Harry into the house and sat him down. I asked my girlfriend to look after Harry who was already sleeping on the chair while I went the short distance home to pick up and take back a few tools to make a temporary door repair.I was away around 15 minutes and retuned to Harry's house to hear Harry laughing loudly and my. He satisfied his olfactory senses to the hilt by digging his nose into my bum cheeks as deep as was possible. I freaked out when he ploughed his middle finger deep into my anus, but thanked the saree for saving my modesty today. As his fingers frantically searched for my glory hole over my saree, my legs had turned to jelly. Besides a couple of weak, but long pulls of “AAAhhs & Ooaahhs”, I could dare not do anything.My parted legs, his furrowing nose, my lowered panty, his plowing finger along. Stilling my hand but tightening my hold as his eyes flicked upwards, he groaned in disappointment. Looking down at my man, he was watching my hand on Rick's cock, a slightly pained expression which said he was trying really hard not to shoot his load.Stopping, I decided I needed fucking doggy style, it makes me cum hard after all. So, getting on all fours, I instructed Rick to get behind me and he slipped his tool into me with ease. Surprising me, my man got underneath me and started working.