The pair of thick fingers lewdly fucking up into her vagina with rhythmic thrusts were firing her with inescapable desire, and she had already begun t... squirm up against them, attempting to draw them tighter up into her unwillingly awakened loins!Little mewls had started to tumble from her tongue moistened lips, as her incitement took command of her voluptuously naked body. She felt her hips jerk involuntarily upward, seeking shamelessly after the goading fingers thrust way up into her heated. She did try to hide her tears but I could make out that she was crying. She invited me inside and as usual I went in and took a seat on sofa in hall. She got a glass of water, which was kept on table. After lot of insisting she gave away and blasted in tears and saidNeha – “I have no one to share my pain and no one understands my problem. I have become a burden to everyone.”She went on and on and I realised she was in so much pain and she could not share that with anyone. I tried consoling her. Resigned to the fact that nothing helped, she went back to the table and Don.There was hot tea and soup at her place and she sat down, gratefully wrapping her hands around the cup. It almost burned but she refused to move her hands away."So, Jeanette," said Don, sipping at his own mug of tea, "how did you get here?" I..." She dropped her head, staring intently at the tea. "I told you. I was an idiot." The temptation to tell him everything was strong, but surely he didn't want to hear it."No,. "John finally finished and as he backed out he said, "You have no idea of how long I have wanted to do that."I moved in to pick up where he left off and my cock had just pushed into Betsy's hot, wet swamp when she hit me upside my head as hard as she could. It was so hard that I saw stars and heard bells ring and then she did it a second time and I became aware that she was screaming at me."You bastard! You mother fucking son of a bitch! You miserable piece of shit! Get off me!" And she hit me.