I was ready, just like my first rape, everything was going according to plan.I knew if I entered through the front door, the alarm would sound. I had ...o climb in through an opened window. I went to the living room window where I expected it to be open a little, it WAS supposed to be open a little just like Mr. Leggat keeps it. But it was closed and locked."Fuck." I whispered to myself. I had to find another way in. I walked around the house in the dark. The lawn was mowed and very clean. All. I admit that I’m not used to a parent of the girl I’m dating being involved in dating also. At least, it’s not with me.” I chuckled.“Don’t laugh. She likes younger guys. I’ve caught her in bed twice with guys who were only one or two years older than we are.”“Wow! I bet that was uncomfortable.”“I think the guy was more uncomfortable than even I was. Mom didn’t care except that it interrupted her sex. After that, she’s always carried out her trysts elsewhere. I’m thankful for that.”I was. After dinner, we decided to head to the room. We walked to the room and I opened it with the key card. Once the lights turned on, I saw Sakshi. She was sitting on our bed, wearing black lingerie. She was even hotter than when I used to date her.I didn’t understand what was happening, I thought it was a hallucination. Or I thought I had entered the wrong room. I was standing there zoned out. “Happy Valentine’s Day darling,” Sneha told me kissing me on my cheek. I still didn’t understand what was. I struggle keeping myself buried all the way inside her as my balls quivere and slap aganist her with each thrust. WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP. " Oh God, I think I'm coming," She shrieks, " Oh yes, I'm coming, oh, oh, yes, oh, please don't stop, please don't stop, fuck me, please, fuck me." Incoherent gurgles of joy spurted from her lips, and her ripe young body squirmed in orgiasmtic ecstasy. She feels my hand attack her vulnerable sore anus with savage insistence. The outstretched finger forced.