The feeling deep inside me was explosive. Knowing that this dirty old man probably hadn’t had a woman in years and knowing what he must be feeli...g as he fucked a young woman who he’d never dreamed would do something like this. It was just too much for me, all of those thoughts were making my crazy.I groaned loudly as I orgasmed uncontrollably. My body jerked in ecstasy as he continued to thrust up into me still sitting upright hugging me. I in turn, rubbed my clit against his hairy. Oh God ... are you sniffing me! Don’t smell me like that ... it’s embarrassing.” I then began licking her folds and she drew a deep intake of breath. As I got more into it, she moaned “Mmmmm ... Michael ... oh ... oh ... that’s sooo bad.” She put her hands on top of my head and weakly attempted to push me away, but I then circled her clitoris with my tongue and she responded with a moan of concession and pulled my head towards her. Within a few seconds, she was moaning and writhing beneath my. No grounding, no lecturing, I believe in good old-fashioned physical punishment.”“Such as,” Vardhi asks.“It would START” (and he did stress the word start), “with a spanking. After that you agreed to DO anything I said and I would have A LOT of things I wanted you to do now that you obviously aren’t a little girl anymore.”And there it was. It was really going to happen.“Okay.” Vardhi said.“That’s it,” he asked? “Just okay? You don’t want to know what I expect of you?”“No,” Vardhi said. “I don’t. Trust me, she would not understand."Mrs. James response floored me. "I can keep a secret if you can." She said.With that she moved my hands up under her shirt on to her bare skin. I took my cue and began slowly rubbing her upper stomach. I occasionally brushed against the under side of her bra and waited for her to yank my hands away. She never did. I got bolder and began to caress her boobs through her bra. I must admit that my hands were trembling as I rubbed against the silky material. I.