Disha was looking so sexy, her ass was killing me. Some kind of sexual tension was building up inside me.Me: What makes you so much interested in my s...xual well-being (aggression is the best defense)? It seems you are banging your boyfriend on a regular basis.Disha: No.. It seems you don’t have an answer to my question and that’s why you are saying all this.I apologized to her and politely held her hand, looked in her eyes and asked her why she was getting angry. I also told her I was just. It didn't take me long to learn that Ricky was a legend in the town. He'd been the first student at the high school there to make a perfect 36 on his ACT, he was valedictorian, class president and voted Most Likely to Succeed.He'd always been ambitious, and wanted to attend college in a completely different environment from his hometown, so he chose Penn from the many scholarship offers he received.He seemed so confident and self-assured when I first met him that I was shocked when he told me. For her birthday, I gifted her laptop and taught her how to use it, created an email account etc... She was very happy with the gift and thanked me a lot. I created a fake email id and caught her while she was on yahoo messenger. I identified myself as a 50 year old widow from Bangalore. Since she thought I was a woman, she chatted freely with me. Over the next few days, out topic was more about sex.Me (posing as 50 year widow): Sudha, how do you meet you physical needs?Sudha: What do you mean?. I started riding his cock. He was staring at me with his sparkling eyes. His white hair, his hairy chest, I can’t believe I was fucking an old man, and one who is my husband’s father, although I saw my husband’s image in him. But it was exactly what my horny pussy needed and he took advantage of it.“Oh Nalini, you don’t know how long I dreamt about you. I’ve been waiting for this to happen ever since you married my son and moved in with us.” He said.I tried to ignore what he said since I didn’t.