Her nick name was Chhoti, her breast size was 34, and she was junior to me, even till now I don’t know her real name.This story has started almost 2...years ago when me and my friend were very close to each other. He stays near our colony. In evenings i always use to go to his place and play some games. We use to play cricket in front of his house. Chhoti was his younger sister, and i have understood in some days that Chhoti is not still Chhoti she has become young. She always used to stare me. However, the twinkle I caught in her eyes let me know she didn’t think poorly of the idea. The next Friday, I was back at Ellen’s house, armed with an idea from my parents. When Mabel served out the food I had brought with me, I sprang it. ‘Mabel,’ I said, ‘my mom and dad want you and your daughter to move into our house. We have a perfectly suitable guest room. You’ll be able to sleep in comfort.’ ‘That’s very generous,’ Mabel replied. ‘Where would Ellen sleep?’ ‘She can have my bed,’ I said.. Over the next few weeks we would sit and chat nearly every day,I learnt she was seperated and had a daughter 22 and she had just moved out with her boyfriend and was feeling a bit lost but was getting use to it.She said it wasgood that I had lost my licence as we would not have meet otherwise.A few times I thought that she wanted more from me but she knew I was married and I thought that would disscourage her.A few times during our chatting she would put her hand on her leg right beside mine. Her mouth tried to form words of warning to let Jason know she was coming, but all that came out were yells that reverberated around the room as her orgasm broke upon her like a tidal wave. Her whole body shook, her back arched in total pleasure, and her pussy convulsed around Jason's dick. His thrusts grew shorter and faster, prolonging her pleasure for minutes as the climax rolled over and dominated her every feeling and pore. He fucked her mouth with his tongue as well, and dropped his hands.