She was certain she knew who it was.She remained still, again hoping he would just go back to bed. There was no movement for a very long time, and Mar... actually started to doze off. She came back when someone laid next to her in the bed. Oh, God.Mary had to concentrate very hard to maintain her steady breathing. Meanwhile, she wondered what she should do. She SHOULD make him leave. She should turn over and tell him in no uncertain terms that he should LEAVE NOW.She laid still. She could hear. I was sucking her lips like they were made for this. I was getting rough with our kissing.Shweta still kept moaning and humming as my thick cock pierced her pussy deeper with each stroke. She now dug her nails in my back and parted the kiss. What she said next was music to my ears. “Faad do meri chut, Sammy. I have missed this feeling so much. I will do as you say, make me your slut!”I bit her on the neck and behind her ears as she dug her nails deeper in my back. As I stopped fucking my slutty. A moan escaped her lips as the clamp bit into her tender flesh, her hands cupping her breasts from beneath, thumbing over her overly sensitive nipples. The sensation of the mingled pain and pleasure was almost too much to bear.She imagined Mr. Smith's hands trailing over her stomach and hip bones, then tracing over her thighs before inching slowly upward towards her wet slit. Her hands followed where her mind was taking her, and soon her fingertip grazed the slick entrance to her cunt.. Rather than makelove to her immediately I squatted down between her legs, pushed the legof my boxed shorts to the side and first admired her dripping vagina andthen using my tongue and fingers brought her slowly to her first orgasm.As I was kissing her clitoris I could not help glancing down at how I wasdressed and could not believe what was happening.As her orgasm subsided I stood up and then pulled my rigid penis from theleg of my panties and having hitched up the front of my skirt I made.