I gave her the drink and started to make mine when she asked if I liked what she was wearing, I turned to answer her and there she was stripped down t... nothing but her sock and sneakers and she was just so damned hot I got a rock hard erection right then tenting through my jeans, she giggled and said oh I can tell you like what you see.I told her yeah but I would like more is to hear her moaning and screaming to see her sweating to smell her oozing sex as I fucked her hard enough to make her. I used to lift her saree and petticoat up and rub my hard hot cock with her polished smooth asses.Then i used to grab her by both hands and fuck her in standing position.She hesitantly gave up and joins me in the party.I used to fuck her with 30-40 strokes in upward direction and then fuck her on top the of sofa in our drawing room.Then i take a bath and go to office after taking a kiss from her lips.I then come around 1:20 PM for the lunch and before she could tell anything, i close the door. John tells me as he tips my head back to look at my face. Before he finishes the sentence I hear a whoosh and feel the air move in front of me. It takes a second for the pain to register before all the air rushes out of my lungs. If John hadnt been holding my head back I dont think I could have stopped myself from doubling over. The pain in my right nipple was excruciating. Biting down hard on my cheek a whimper escapes. Im afraid to scream. John is still holding my head back with one hand in. It’s so nice tonight.” “And you look very nice, too.” Mark said. She felt another tingle ripple under her skin. “Thanks.” She was wearing a black miniskirt, a semi-sheer chiffon tunic, its blue and white luxe print revealing the strapless black bra, and black sandals with interwoven straps and two-inch heels. Desire decided the outfit, she had realized, wiggling her ass into the tight black thong. Nothing’s going to happen, she reminded herself. When he took her arm to lead her to the car.