One-night stands were common enough by then that no one was going to label her as anything dirty for it; it was part and parcel of being an independen... young woman with no ties and a fat billfold! Many attractive women like Mistress had flings with attractive men they met, enjoyed the sex, and then moved on to a new man when the novelty wore off the old one.Then came the day that Mistress and I were both dreading, and yet looking forward to at the same time; Mistress announced that she thought. I felt her hand on my ass and was moving between my ass crack. I looked down at her and saw her breasts swaying inside her nighty.Padma Aunty was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. Her nighty had bundled up at her midriff region. From this top angle, I couldn’t see her womanhood, her pussy. She took another 3 inches of my cock in her mouth and was slowly sucking it, moistening my cock with her saliva.Padma Aunty bent slightly forward. Her nighty top opened, and I could see her naked breasts. She felt like a hot rod of iron has torn her pussy. She was crying badly. All of her body started to paining badly. He was simply pumping her. After some time her pain seems to be reduced. He was pumping as usual. He pumped her for about 25 minutes and cummed inside her pussy.Now it was the turn of Ramesh his dick was more longer and thicker than Prabakar’s. He too shoved his dick into her pussy. This time she felt much more pain than fucked by Prabakar and this time his cock was also. “How’d you like to move into my room?” “What?” She said, looking confused. “I’d like you to stay, whether you find a job or not.” I said. “I’ve never met anyone like you.” “You want me to stay?” She asked, still not fully comprehending what I said. “It’s been a long time.” I answered. “But I know it when I feel it, I love you.” “I want you to stay…forever.” Wren laid there, stunned for a moment, then burst into tears. I was sure I’d fucked up, moved too fast and scared her. Then she looked up.