Her mother had always complained about that. ‘For heaven’s sake, Mallory Ann,’ she would say while her father looked on in his vaguely disapprov...ng way, ‘it won’t kill you to sit quietly like a lady for a few minutes.’ Maybe, thought Molly, I would have if she hadn’t made me so nervous. She had stopped by Cameron’s office on her way back from the library, and he’d invited her to dinner. Since it had been such a nice surprise to find a friend from high school in a town where she knew no one. My heart started to beat hard in excitement as I started to speculate what was on store. I called Khalid and asked him to come over. Khalid was initially hesitant as it is not common in India for people, who are traditionally categorized as low income class, to dine with ‘superior’ classes. But when I insisted, Khalid agreed. He came home sharp at 7 PM – dressed much well than he normally did while on driver’s duty. He was wearing a pathan dress. I welcomed Khalid into the living room and he. His huge mouth and tongue drove me wild. He spit was drenching my asshole and running down my legs while he slowly jerked my cock back and forth. I couldn't stand it anymore. I begged him to fuck me over and over until he stopped rimming me. He sat on the couch, took one those huge cock gold coin condoms from the table and slowly rolled it down his shaft. It barely fit. He rubbed some lube on his cock and told me mount him on the couch facing each other. I was scared since his cock actually. With bright complexion on top of it.She usually want to wear western dresses like Top with skirt and jeans but when her husband is around she only wears suits. So that day she was in a wrap-on and a short kurta in which she was looking really hot. At that time she was trying to dry her hairs in sun. Suddenly when I opened the door of my balcony she looked up and saw me coming out of in my balcony she smiled and asked about me. So I told her that I am alone for next 4 days. After some.