First, by having her do housework.Then, by taking her on the kitchen floor, fucking her senseless, herpleading him to stop, wanting him to fuck her ha...der. She could feel theresults of that fuck in her panties, still. A cold, sticky wetness. Couldshe trust 'John'?Yes and no, she concluded. She obviously couldn't trust him to keep minorpromises. But she found she kinda liked that he had gone back on his wordslike he had. Both - all three? - had led to amazing experiences. First,she had been. Mene bhi apni ek ungli uski chut pe ragad li. To voh bhi machal ne lagi. Maine bhi meri aur se uski chut ko apne munh me lene ki puri koshis ki aur use pura santos dene ki kosis ki. Maine uski tango ko faila kar uski chut to rab aur fir chusne laga. Voh bhi ab jannat me thi. Aise hi 15 minit chusne aur chusane ke baad ab bari thi chudai ki,maine use uthaya aur sidha letaya , uske bad maine aapne lode pe condom lagaya aur uski chut pe apna loda ghis ne laga aur fir dhire se maine aapna loda uski. I brushed my teeth, put my hair in a ponytail and waited. He showed up just after 9am. I was sitting on the couch. "How's it going this morning" he said. "A little tired, it was a long drive." I replied. Tom is attractive and muscular. He's tall. He's older than me, probably in his mid-40s. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His chest filled out his shirt. He had a toolbox in his hand. It must have been heavy because it made his tricep muscle bulge. As he explained again how he wanted to. Aarti cradled her son's chin as she returned his kisses, allowing him inside her mouth. She ran her hand over his flushed cheeks and affectionately through his soft hair -- an almost u*********s gesture of affection she had often used to express her approval since Vikram was a boy. She moved her mouth and lightly kissed all over his face, before burying her own face in her son's neck. Vikram groaned in pleasure, and removing his hand from her breast, fumbled with her robe. Aarti reached for her.