This is about my lusty landlady who spent some of the most hot and wild sessions with me when I was staying at her home in Mumbai. I am a 30 year old ...an staying in Mumbai. The flat where I stayed belonged to a lady whose name is Indira , she is around 50 years old and is a widow and has a son who is working in USA in a software firm.She stayed in the adjacent flat to me and was initially reluctant to give me the home but then she had to rent it out to me as nobody else was willing to pay that. “It’s been a lazy sort of day,” she said as she greeted me with an on-the-mouth kiss and a big hug. I could feel something stirring in my crotch area as I held her for a second or two longer than typical.She made me my usual – scotch on the rocks, and we chatted as she flittered from one part of the kitchen to the other. Since my father in law’s death Helen had become a neat-nut.Depending on where in the kitchen she was standing, I could make out the details of Helen’s shapely body. Her dark. My response was still, "No! Not just no, but fuck no!"Mona kept after me every day for the next week and my resolve slowly melted (steady pussy can do that to you). For one thing, the idea of watching her fuck her George while hiding in the closet sounded exciting. For another, I was pretty fond of Mona by then and if there were a chance of her being in danger I would not like to see her hurt. Finally, the thought of thrusting into her hot cum filled pussy gave me a hard dick. I agreed to do. “The unmasking of the Lone Ranger.” She grinned. “I think that would be the perfect thing to happen right before all the guys jack-off into your mouth.”I looked to Kara, my opinion on the matter evident in my eyes.“I’m not sure we’ll do that part.” Kara said.“But you have to.” Connie argued. “It was Denise’s favorite part. She’s still going on about it.” She turned back to me. “Think about it: the Lone Ranger is thrown down on the table after being humiliated by multiple ass-fuckings from his.