‘That’s it, harder, faster, come on, I want to watch you cum, you horny bitch!’Her fingers moved faster and faster over her clit, I jammed my fi...gers knuckle deep into her, her breath and moans quickened as she started to build to orgasm, I felt her muscles tighten on my fingers, her pelvis twitched as the spasms took over her body, she cried out in ecstacy. Her juices pushed past my fingers and much to my delight she squirted other fluid over my face, I moved my mouth back onto her, softly. She licked her thumb and forefinger, then reached up and pinched out the last candle, plunging the room into darkness."G-good night... a-and thank you," I heard as I slipped into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.The aroma of breakfast once again intruded on my sleep. With my eyes still closed, I gradually allowed my senses to roam, taking in the muted sounds of birds singing, the spicy, flowery smell of the room that was deeply infused with the acrid smell of coffee perking, and the dim glow of dawn. I allowed her thigh to rest between my knees. I even pressed my groin against her jeans. I hoped that she would feel through the denim that I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I guess my prey-ish behavior worked. She got carried away with her kisses, they became more forceful. She bent my neck and kissed me, even scraped with her teeth over my skin. I felt the weight of her body against mine. My shoulder blades digging more into the wall. It didn’t hurt. It just showed me that I had no say in all. I knew she liked it as she also sees me frequently and also started to dress carelessly, she would remove her dupatta (chunni) often when she senses I am watching her.One day to distribute some prasadam (offering of god) I went there knocking her door. She opened the door and asked me to sit on the sofa. She told me there is no one in the home. I sat and while giving the laddu, she bent and I was able to see her budding cleavage, god I skipped my heartbeat then and I started to smile. To my.