By now my cock was bursting out of my jeans, I needed to get inside her. I stood up, pulled down my jeans and kicked them off, I lifted my shirt off a...d stood in front of her with my cock in my hand looking at her. She smiled and said" you ready for this". Without saying a word I moved between her legs, I held my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I rubbed my cock up and down her wet entrance, she pushed herself towards me" give me it" she said. I should have put a condon on but was so excited. I watched it, almost hypnotized.This went on for a few minutes. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her foot thinking she must be noticing but she acted like nothing was strange. “I’m going to take my shoes off and relax, is that OK?”I swallowed. “Yes, Miss Spencer.”I sat in a daze as she took first one shoe then the other off and then her socks and put them in her shoes in the far side of her chair and crossed her legs again and began dipping her now bare foot up and down. I examined it closely. . She would’ve been caught red handed staring at him had he not bent down to touch her feet, “Paay lagoon maami!”, he said and that’s when she realized that he was Shyam. She blushed a deep red and managed to mumble some blessing. She asked them to freshen up and rushed to the kitchen before things became obvious and awkward.Once in the kitchen, she took a deep breath. Her heart was beating very fast and her face was flushed. Her throat was dry. She gulped down a glass of water and heard Subhash. Closing the door, I surveyed the mess.Taking out my cell phone, I quickly took 6 pictures of the room showing the mess it was in. Then I took a few more of some of her broken things- cell phone, CD player, pictures, even magazines. I went through some of the clothes, but it was hopeless. Everything was torn, ripped, or had holes cut in it.I left the room, closing the door behind me. Going toward the front door, I met Mrs Adams standing there, smoking.“Well, someone certainly did a thorough job.