And that knot of his, every time he moved it just inside my stretched pussy lips he hit my G-spot, each time spiraling me to higher and higher orgasms...that a man could never achieve.The hotly quivering woman got up into a sitting position, spreading her legs to a widely obtuse angle, revealing the moist oval folds of her pussy and the creamily glistening dark hole in their center. Her cuntal folds shone and glistened in the bedroom's bright sunlight, speckled with drops of cum, and she began. She pushed her ass back against me as I held on to her hips.They stared at each other and held hands. I could feel her getting ready for another orgasm. I was ready also as I pushed my cock hard into her and filled her pussy with sperm. She cried out how good it felt. I left my cock in her till I felt her pussy stop having spasms.Afterwards I got off the bed and pulled the sheet over Lillian. I got dressed and then handed Fred a check for five thousand dollars. I told him that Lillian said that. Our neighbours were Telugu people a widow and her son named Suresh. After some time Suresh married Deepa, a Telugu native from Chennai. Deepa is my crush and heroine of the story and myself villain.Deepa was uneducated but acted as a Porsche woman caring much about her dress wearing. She always paid attention towards her dress and doesn’t reveal. She became my mom’s friend very soon. I came to know that she was from a poor family and that’s the reason she married Suresh even though he was very. They kissed for what seemed like hours to Aran, moving their bodiestogether in such a way that they no longer seemed separate. Even withclothes still on, they could feel the way that their touches made theother shudder and prickle. Every heart beat, every sigh, was felt bythe other as if it were their own.Susan unbuttoned Aran's blouse to reveal her bare chest. Two small,but perfectly round breasts stood erect as if it were all nipple. Thenipples stood even taller, like small bullets trying.