When she was soft... and warm... and yielding. She was drier in the morning, hotter too - internally I mean. At night she'd get real wet and wild, fuc...ing Jolene after the sun went down seemed to be as much a contest, or a battle, as a coupling. At night she was demanding, insistent - she knew what she wanted (hell she knew what I wanted too) and she got it... more often then not.But damn, in the morning, pretty much any morning... man, for me that was the best. Sometimes she'd just throw a leg. As the little girl bustled out the door, rather flustered now, she collided with the Dark Lord, almost making him drop the bottle and two glasses he was carrying. "I beg your pardon My Lord Stefan!" the girl panted."It's fine Consuela," whispered Stefan, his voice like the sound of midnight wind in leaves, his smoldering eyes boring into those of the little maidservant. "It's quite alright, child."He suppressed a smile as he smelt her fear, and yes, a virginal, uncertain arousal. Perhaps. There house was nice,well furnished home.I sat on the sofa and was getting comfortable and then there came the lady very well maintained in her figure, beautiful and in her mid thirties with nice shaped boobs wearing a long kurti and tight leggings through which I could see her little cleavage.We chatted a bit about there life and my life and were getting comfortable with each other.After a chatting up and getting comfortable with each other we went in there bedroom where they have closed all. Chachi boli kab se tadpa raha tha tu tujse chudne ke liye he tuje yeha le kr aai hoon mere raja meri pyaas bhuja de. Me bola me bhi chachi aapko kabse chod na cahata tha. I love you chachi. Fir chachi ne mere haath pakad kr apne boobs pr rakh diye me unhe masle jaa raha tha ab hum dono ek dusre ke sharir ki garmi le rahe the mene chachi ko pura nanga krdiya aur unki chut ko kutto ki tarah chaat ne laga chachi boli wah mere raja aur kar aur ahaahahah ahahaha kr rahi thi me bhi jor jor chut chaat.