She moaned loudly and called out to herself that she was coming. I stepped into the room as she was cuming hard.I thought I was going to be mad and sc...re her. But I stood there next to her with a huge hard on and felt so fucking horny by watching this middle aged woman enjoying her orgasm....She must have felt my presence and opened her eyes. First she looked a little scared and when she looked over my body, she started to smile. She said that she was sorry to use the Wand, but she had heard. Aur zor se kiss karne laga. Fir maine dheere se uska palloo sarakaya aur kheech kar uski saree utaar di. Fir uske blouse ke upar se uske boobs dabane laga. Usne andar bra nai pehni hui thi. Uske nipples ekdum tight ho gaye the. Fir wo boli ke mera karne ka mann to bohot aa raha hai.Par itne saal se maine kuch kiya nai hai to mujhe sharam aa rahi hai. Maine uske upar se utha aur ek patti aur char rassiyan le aaya. Wo ye dekh kar darr gayi.Her: ye kya kar rahe ho.Me: daro mat agar tumhe maza na. Lonely. Depressed.*We'd got chatting in a bar after I'd accidentally trodden on her toe – both drunk but she more drunk than me – and admitted towards the end of the evening she'd had a rough time when she had been younger, hinted at abuse.Damaged and vulnerable, I'd concluded as I'd given her my mobile number - my kind of female.I'd met her the next day for a coffee in town and she'd been uglier than I'd recalled: beady little brown eyes too close together set in a pudgy round face with a snub. Chrissy wanted and got the same treatment. I watched my ladies enjoying themselves.It was time. I turned off the jets.“I want my ladies to be happy. Not just here but for the rest of your lives. I know you hate your parents. I think I know why: money. Money does not buy happiness. Money does things to people. I’m only guessing that your grandfathers’ money affected your parents. I don’t want your money to mess up your lives.“From time to time, I will provide down to earth advice you never got.