“You want to get fucked?” Subhash asked in a whisper.Zoya nodded.“Again. Your ‘husband’ has just done that. You have no problems with that?�...� Subhash’s voice was still a whisper.Zoya opened her eyes. ” If I say I have a problem will you not do it?”“Do what?” he asked wickedly.“Fuck me!” Zoya replied.Subhash smiled. He was enjoying this very unexpected encounter with such a gorgeous lady. He then took a deep breath of Zoya’s pussy odor, savoring its smell. Then he extended his tongue and took his. He was to arrive in the evening. He would know all was good if her panties were on the door handle. He seemed at ease mostly about the no talking rule. I was adamant, do whatever you want but DO NOT TALK. Go in, fuck her and leave. The easiest score in a lifetime!I retrieved my go pro camera I had hidden in the warehouse. I was parked across the street in a parking lot next to a few cars. I was diligent about remaining incognito. Tonight I was the puppet master, pulling the strings, making her. “Chod na, maderchod. Kya kar raha hai lavda nahi hai kya?” (Fuck me motherfucker. Don’t you have cock?)I wanted to fuck her now. I separated her thighs, kept them on my shoulder, rubbed my dick all over her hairy pussy, and lubricated it well. I now pushed my dick inside her pussy. It was hot and sloppy, like dipping my dick inside some hot water.I began moving in and out of her mature pussy, and she was laughing and moaning in pleasure. I banged her pussy in maximum speed and missionary. " Do you really think our meeting was by accident, Warren? Most people learn about their dates by actually going on them. I was never afforded that opportunity and so it became necessary to get to know people before I met them. I first heard of you at a conference of Athletic Directors and then remembered your name from your collegiate accomplishments. I decided that you had potential or at least the possibility of it and so I began to learn more about you. I think, now, that I probably know.