More are less like Ayesha Takia. (You guys know what I mean ). Her husband was older may b e close to 50.Sorry for boring you folks for the long backg...ound. but this is how it started.We went to her place every weekend. Earlier we used to go as my wife liked it and later we started going as I liked to see her vulpoutous body. She liked me a lot and used to cook special dishes for me. I used to see her a sis-in-law only, just used to do some jokes but not much as she was 35-40 and I was around. Muskan knew that rittu was going to have orgasms and soon she inserted her finger in rittus pussy and as rittu was moaning muskan started kissing rittu and rittu too responded muskan with deep kiss and both the tounges were slurping each other with saliva and as mukan started vigoursly stroking rittus pussy soon she bought her tounge and started licking her clit and soon rittu had a massive orgasm and all her wet juices were splured on muskan face and rittu was still maoning in pleasure now. ‘Now young man,’ She said, sitting back down on the lounge and shuffling through the six or seven photos she had taken of me. She paused and smirked at one or two of them, before returning her steely gaze to me. ‘I am going to do you an enormous favor.’ I opened my mouth to beg her not to show the photos, but she waved me away, and continued. ‘I could give these out to the other students, or to your parents, or even the Police. I could ruin your life with these.’ Her voice was soft yet hard,. He was Officer Sandoval."Okay."Martin asked for my name and where I lived and about my family and about school. It was all questions I'm sure they already knew the answers to. I looked at Martin when I answered but often glanced at Sandoval who said nothing and remained inscrutable."Now let's change topics," Martin said.She was a friendly woman and easy to talk with but when she said that my anxiety returned."Sure," I mumbled."We talked to the night clerk who worked Friday night at the motel.