I shoved my cock into her pussy and grabbed onto her nipples. If she wanted to act like a whore I would treat her like one. I pinched and twisted her ...ipples as hard as I could. She cried out and I filled her with my cum. It was fantastic. I would never forget my first time.I pulled out and asked, “Who are these other frustrated housewives?”Mom laughed and said, “Mrs. Jenkins for one. Her husband would rather fuck me than his own wife. That’s why she comes over here and begs me to lick her clit. I can’t stay any more without you, just suck it she was yet in her wet bra n salwaar she took of my cock n starter sucking it with full force. I was in 7th heaven n was moaning oh my dear Sunita your boobs n ass has harassed me so much todayI have got the chance please don’t leave me dissatisfied suck it harder baby ahhhhhh yes come on after few minutes of such hard sucking I came in her hot mouth she was not ready to leave my cock she was going on sucking it. I stopped her now we both sat on. Mera poora dhoodh nikal do .. aaaah ..aaaaaaah tu kitna achha hai re .. haaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaah !’ Her moans were now so clear and emanated her hunger for sex .. her longing for sex … “Haan Didi lo na aaj main tumhein poora chat jaoonga ..kha jaoonga .. main bhi to tumhare liye tadap raha hoon Didi ..Didi aaaaaaaaaaah Didiiiiiiiiiii..!And I lower my face .. now on her soft milky fleshy stomache .. she gets mad .. she loses herself in me tightens her hold on me pulls me towards her stomache I. Whilst one of Mr. Petal’s assistants began to measure him, Mr. Pattal took out a notebook and began writing.“Am I to assume the Sahib requires everything from top to toe?” a beaming Mr. Pattal asked.Mr. Smithers replied, “Yes, at least three suits of your best material. A dinner suit, overcoat, and shoes to match. He’ll require a dozen shirts of your best Egyptian cotton along with dress shirts, stud’s, cufflinks, cravats, ties, and any other necessary accessories.”Mr. Pattal was furiously.