I grab her with both hands around her throat and lightly choke her and slowly slide my hard cock down her cock pipe then when I feel her hand pinch my...wrist" that's our signal", so I pump my rod as deep as I can slow and deep at first purposely gagging her, then slowly up and then shove it quickly deep down and choke her holding it down choking for a few seconds or 10 so when I pull it back up she it makes her gag sooo much she almost pukes, almost.(lol) Then I call her a "Dirty Fucking Whore. She looked at me from top to bottom. I was wearing kurta pyjama, oiled hair and specatcles. She must have thought of me a decent guy and a genuine massage man. She asked where ? I said, “any place where a chair is available”. She asked her place ? i agreed immediately. Next moment we were in her INNOVA and in 30 minutes to her bungalow. She belonged to a business family and her husband was an exporter of ready made garments. She was 44, with two sons, both abroad for studies.She was alone. We. Maggie wasn’t sitting with us, she was at another table a little ways away. I said something about not fancying older women. Hell, what eighteen year old does? My companions were a married couple. She turned to me and said, ‘Maggie’s after you, you know…’ I can remember choking on my beer and turning a brilliant shade of red, much to their amusement. All I could manage was, ‘What?’ ‘Oh, she’s been telling folks that you’re going to be the next notch on her bedpost.’ ‘Not bloody likely!’ I said,. She felt her hand come free of its restraint and felt herself be moved again. With him still inside, she was turned around to face him. Opening her eyes, she could see he was holding himself back. "What would it take to make him break?" She wondered. "What would it mean if he did lose his composure? Am I still safe if that happens?" The man reached down and tugged at the fabric connected to her ankles until they ripped away. This time when he continued in and out of her, he held her in place..