My last fuck was more than four days ago. She laughed at my impatience when I fumbled with her kurta buttons. While she undressing me by pulling my pa...ts and underwear down, she told me that her name was “Meghana Goankar” and her family had come all way from Pune, to the temple. While she was undressing me, I was busy removing the buttons of her kurta, took it off and pulled her loose pyjamas down her legs. She was in her black panty and bra. Her large breasts were overflowing in her bra. For. ’ ‘Sounds like my kind of girl.’ She nudged me with her elbow, ‘you’re too old for her grandad. But anyway with girls like that and young blokes who are obviously thinking about fucking her, it creates this sexual atmosphere. Sometimes I think I can almost taste it. When it’s been hot like last week and all the girls are wearing skimpy dresses I sometimes wonder that the day doesn’t end in a huge orgy, the sexual excitement is so palpable. ‘So, I guess it’s no surprise that a lot of my. She paused. "House girl."I stared at her in shock.For a moment everything froze. Her eyes held me there as my breath quickened, cheeks becoming warm. Her caustic tone made me flush in humiliation, and her possessive stare coercing my petulant reply."House girl? You mean like a housekeeper?" I was too stunned to even allow myself angry."That a problem?" She chirped.My fists curled into little balls as I let my shoulders slump a bit, the high heels pinching my feet suddenly feeling like clown. The boy ripped into her wet cunt and started riding her with enormous force. Maddy began moaning again.To see the giant prick pounding her little sister was almost too much for Marie. She slumped to the floor with her back pressed against the wall. The boy varied his rhythm, speeding up and slowing down, but the whole time he was viciously fucking the young girl, owning her big, young body completely. Marie lost track of time, but the boy's cock kept pistoning for ten, twenty, even thirty.