I barged in the room again in another 5 minutes and spoke very normally to her. Me: Why are you wearing these home gowns here? You know they look a li...tle low class here and outdated.Mother: I know Hannah was also laughing at me in this. She suggested wearing her gowns if I want to.Me: Hahaha, seriously? Have you seen those gowns? She practically wears nothing much of the time. She is in her skimpy bikinis or naked when her boyfriends come in. You know, na, what does Hannah do?I was getting. This is where I left in my previous writing and continuing from there,Slowly went down towards the only part of the body being covered with cloths which is the lower body and started pulling the pajama which was covering the body revealing the prized possession covered under the panty, after pulling the pajama out completely I started kissing her feet and coming all over her lower body till her pussy, which has soaked her panty due to the couple of orgasms she had during our session,After. She stared at my look and we started to kiss passionately and our lips locked then our tongues locked. I put my hands around her waist and pulled her closer to me.She looked at me and she turned, I caught her and grabbed her and pushed her to the wall and kissed her lips hard and pushed my tongue in and tried to bite her lips while my other hand held her waist and I was kissing her harder and harder.She tried to push and ran to the bedroom, I too ran behind her. She lay on the bed and I started. She was craving it now. She had to know. She had to experience it even if it killed her. She could handle another orgasm couldn’t she? She caressed her large soft breasts and looked at the old man with wild lust. “Fuck me.” She said and laid back on the bed and opened her legs again. She didn’t care. Fuck me was all she wanted. Her pussy was open. Her legs spread wide. Never in her life had she wanted to be fucked so badly. She moved around on the bed, running her fingers over her body. Her.