Once I put the remote on her thigh and she didn’t say anything. I got bolder and put my head against her shoulder and slept in the sofa. I could fee... her silky hair and soft boob. I could smell her intoxicating body smell and somehow controlled myself.Day 3All India lockdown happened as we were having breakfast. Her parents called to let her know they were safe in the bungalow in Nasik. My parents asked me to stay safe and eat at home, as if there were choices.Only 20 more days, I thought. " Then I rammed as hard as I could to break her hymen. She squealed and a few tears started but as I began fucking and fucking the tears went away and a grin as wide as her face appeared. Then her face became contorted and the face of fucking appeared. That face you think is pain but is really pleasure. I am an old hand at fucking young women. I always fuck them until they come at least several times, and I can control it at my age. That's one of the perks of being sixty. So I fucked my little. They talked and laughed together. What, in fact, was hours only seemed like minutes to them. As twilight began to fall on them they made their way back to the hotel. It was dark when they finally got back to their room and Clare went out on the balcony. Chase joined her saying, ‘I’ve ordered us a bottle of wine and made reservations for dinner.’ She was leaning on the railing looking out over Meknes, ‘Did you ever see anything so beautiful, Chase? It looks like something out of ‘1001 Arabian. Sighing in resignation I went back to the kitchen to face Sharri, knowing the girl would have a go at me again for putting up with Richard.Sharri smiled a greeting to me when I first entered the kitchen, as she saw my face and painful walk I saw her her smile turn into a grimace.“Richard had a good night last night then I see.” She muttered.“Please Sharri, don’t start, I’ve just had it from Kelly and I could use a break. I come to work to try to forget about things not be reminded by everybody.