Make me cum, Brad. Oh God, I want you…..want you so much.’ He withdrew his finger and gripping her hips tightly pumped his prick into her at a fur...ous pace. ‘Play with yourself….play with your clit,’ he grunted. ‘Make yourself cum…cum good.’ Allison’s fingers found the engorged love button and massaged it vigorously. ‘Oh…Oh, I’m going to cum. Oh…Ohhh, Brad…Brad,’ she gasped out in a choked voice as the sensations peaked in her body and the spasms began in her pussy. She felt Brad thrust his. She lives with her husband who works in a software company and a child Arjun.My first interaction with her was on the 1st birthday of his son somewhat in April. It was a Sunday morning and the couple came to my house to invite. Her husband Siddharth was an ugly bastard compared to her.She wore a light pink salwar kameez with floral designs and was there with a pleasant smile in the evening I went to their house perfectly dressed and rang the bell.Sudha opened the door with the same pleasant. She was on fire for him, writhing and clutching at him, desperate to take his cock and guide it inside her. "Fuck me!" she cried, no longer thinking different words. "Fuck me!" She spread her legs wantonly, wriggling to get him into position. He slid inside her pussy she needed Ginger to fuck her, her pussy was soaking wet At his first thrust she came, a tingling rush from her groin up her spine now all that mattered was coming, and it happened several times over the next hour as the two of. .." ... Borscht..." I said."Borscht is cold, darling. But the woman is involved with a cult of crazed new age hippy psychopaths, so, if you want that lovely head to stay intact come home." But Margarita is in danger," I said."And the Feds are watching," she said."And how soon will they have a case? And how much of a shit do they give about Margarita? They probably think she's one of them. Or worse, they want to catch our little tribe of lunatics red handed killing her!" Look, Joe. We'll try to.