Rubina’s heart was pounding as if someone is hammering her from inside. She was holding hands of her son’s best friend who was half of her age and...she knew where it is going to end. Ankit’s innocence and age only heightened her feelings.Her sexual fascination with him was at a peak and all the factors involving taboo, morals, age difference and her promiscuous behaviour were acting as a catalyst to enhance her motivations. As she was trying to fight her heat, her blood was pounding her ears.. Her juices tasted heavenly. Every lick elicited a moan of pleasure.I pulled her pussy lips apart, exposing her clit. Starting slowly at first, I gently teased her with the tip of my tongue. Circling her clit, I licked harder. Her moans became more animal like."I need something inside me!"Well, I didn't need telling twice. Instantly, I had my rock hard cock out of my trousers. I pulled back the foreskin, and could see a huge amount of pre-cum glistening in the light. I put my arms around her,. "It looks new." It is pretty new," I confessed. "I bought it when I got to Seattle a week ago, more or less." A world traveler and rich to boot!" she grinned at me with a devilish rise to one eyebrow that warned me she was going more for effect than anything else. "I should have been a little more seductive when we first met, I see." Well, I'm as much a world traveler as any other of Uncle Sam's Misguided Children, I suppose," I said, dredging the slang phrase from somewhere. "I was in the. I like my bed. I stretched out on clean sheets, hyperextending my feet, then turned sideways to stand up. Remembered that I had a house guest, so my normal morning routine of shuffling through the place while wearing my drawers and T-shirt is not going to happen.Shorts. I drag on a pair of work pants. Yeah, I know – regular fashion icon, that’s me. And I’m in the kitchen to make myself some coffee. That’s my morning routine. It involves grinding some beans for the French press.That’s when Mimi.