It was driving me wild. We then began to kiss passionatley. Mrs. Banerjee hugged me tight and i began to lick her neck, her ears and her face. “oooh...ma oooooh Arun” Mrs Banerjee sighed. I then turned her around and hugged her. I could feel her oily hair against me. Coconut oil was all over me. I caressed her breasts while my face was deeply immersed in her beautiful hair.I began to slowly touch her cunt area form over the sari. She was now mad with lust and was carressing my cock. “Arun come. Taste of your lips and the manly aroma of your body had made her wet in her panty on that anniversary night and she was waiting for more physical intimacy with you.” Dipak told me, “Your wife is indeed very desirable for any man and I shall be more than happy to share a bed with her as early as possible.” I also admired the beauty of Dipak’s wife Mita. I told him that I was spellbound by her beauty and the sweet fragrance of her body. On Saturday evening, Dipak and Mita came to our house as. Your mother was a prostitute who died lastyear. Rather than getting an allowance every month, now you are under anon-disclosure agreement about who your father really is. A fund hasbeen setup for you that pays $20,000 every month for the rest of yourlife. To get the money you have to stay out of your father's life. Ifyou try to contact your family or disclose to anyone who your real dadis, you lose the monthly allotment. Not only that, you also have to payback everything you were paid from. She then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and starting to tug them down.His cock prevented them from being tugged down easily and she had to reach in to let it free.It sprang out at her like a possessed snake.She couldn?t help but stare at it, thinking how there was no way she it would fit in her mouth.All of a sudden she felt a hard smack on her ass, ?Get a move on cunt, make me happy? he yelled at her. With her ass stinging, she started to stroke the cock in front of her.