Her ankles were crossed and her fingers were curled around the coffee mug that she held close to her body. Steam rose gently from the cup and caressed...her face with surprising tenderness, bringing back many fond memories for him. In the multicolored embrace of the Christmas tree lights, her sweater looked black, but he knew it to be a soft and inviting shade of red. Her jeans were similarly discolored and the denim clung to her shapely thighs, slowly drawing the eye upward, across her supple,. . I..." she began."No, you don't have to say it." Jennifer cut her off. "I guess I should have asked you first." Well ... it might've been a good idea." Sally replied."It never occurred to me that you might not be interested." Jenn continued. "I should've considered the idea that you might not want to date non-Asian men. I mean the fact that I've never even heard you mention one should've been a clue."Sally seemed to be considering something for a few moments as her eyes took on a far-away. The other unique feeling was the bulge under my hips where his cock was growing. The swats to my ass resumed, each one eliciting a jerk and a gasping moan from me. The pain was becoming intense. The arousal even more so. After 10 or so more blows he stopped, letting me catch my breath and settle down. I also felt him reach back on the bed and retrieve something, which I was soon to find out was a heat inducing oil or lube. He started by squirting a dollop or two near the crack in my ass,. “Aaaaaa…. Annnhhhhh.. annnnhhhh…” she just moaned on and on and on, and he just kept fucking hard and hard and hard. Soon Kiran lost count how many times she came, but she still found herself ready and craving to come more. Arindam too was fucking her hard by now. His strokes had grown harder and harder, and he was banging her with all his power.“Oooohhhh… ohhhhh… ohhhhh… ooohhhhh..” both kept on moaning as they closed on to the last climax. Arindam kept up his speed and vigour all through.