“God you make this…huh…so hard baby…” she said.“No, you make me so hard honey…” I said in between kisses on her neck.“I better open ...his fucking door soon!” She screamed and laughed at the same time. She was enjoying this too much, she was having trouble getting the door open. “There…” she said as the door flung open; both of us quickly got in, shut the door, and dropped both her skirt and blouse. The bra came next, and she gladly slipped out of the thong. “You get me naked faster and faster. Uski panty utari ek dum chikni bur thi ek bhi baal nhi tha..Bas inner lips kuch bade the..Lag rha tha pehle bhi maje ker chuki hai..Bt mujhe kya kerna tha.. Dono 69 ki position me ek dusre ke sath oral kerte rahe..Bahut maja aa raha tha.15-20 min ke baad wo jhad chuki thi..Uski bur ka ras mere muh me tha..Versha: amit plz fuck me aab nhi raha jata.Apna lund daal do mere andar.Me: thoda aur wait karo.Versha: nhi amit plz abhi dalooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…Aur sidha utha ke mere lund pe baith. This was shaping up to be one of my strangest Christmases ever.It had been nice visiting my husband's family for Christmas, but I couldn't wait to get home to New York. You know how it is, after a long trip it's always good to get home for some real rest. A lot of good things had happened to me this holiday, and something's I wanted to forget. One good thing that happened was Don's mom had told me that I was making her son very happy and I felt like we had kind of bonded over that week's long. I need more time.”I was sweating bullets and needed relief but never pressed her further that night. We just kissed some more and I drove her on home, saw her to her door and left.A couple of days later I saw Ron again and we played chess and chatted about Dolly and how things were with her but never touched on my trying to get into her panties. That evening I stopped by Dolly’s and she had me come in. Her coffee pot was always on so we had a cup as we talked. She sat at the table opposite me.