He again raised the topic of my marriage and started praising me saying how lucky his son is.He praised my beauty and joked about his wish to have a p...rtner like me in his next birth. I was feeling more and more comfortable around him as he lightened the mood to a great extent. I was wearing a blue saree. He asked me whether I was still feeling cold to which I said yes. He came very close to me and put his hand on my shoulder hugging me lightly. I found that comforting and did not react and he. He came on top and started sucking her boobs. Her nipples had tighten and standing straight. Her hairs were open and he was playing with her hair, with her tongue and lips. She too responded in arousal state, moaning softly, “aaahhhhhhh”. He stood to remove her saree and there she lay in her wet pink panty. He even undid her panty and the wet pussy was shining there, already wide open to make him move inside.He sat in between her legs and put his tongue on it and licked it from inside. He did. Finally she moved away and tried to catch her breath.“that was literally the best orgasm I've ever had in my life” she says in between deep breaths, “but were not done just yet”She stands up and pulls me over to the couch. She lies down on her back and I mount her missionary position. I slam my dick back into her soaking we pussy, and continue to fuck her. From this angle I can watch her tits bounce every time I slam my cock into her. She has her arms above her head and she is looking me up and. “What do you want?” growled the man.“I’m Victor Freeman from the top floor. Is Susan in?”“No.”“Would you give her a message, please?”“I don’t know. What is it?”“Just tell her that I’m back if she needs me for anything, and that she can resume cleaning the flat whenever she’s ready.”Victor could tell the man was unhappy and that he did not like Victor. Victor had long experience of reading people’s faces and body language in his business, and he also know how to conceal his own feelings behind a.