I was very near the point of coming, so I backed off, reaching down and unbuttoning her shorts. She put her heels on the counter and rose up so I coul... pull her shorts off. She wasn’t wearing anything under the shorts and her pussy was completely naked. I knelt down and buried my head in her drenched pussy, licking her from anus to clitoris, then sucking her clit between my lips and stroking it with my tongue. Almost as soon as I slipped two fingers into her she came again. I kept her going as. So what, maybe he's in his sixties; seventies?What is that he has now? Let's get closer. Ok I can see it now. It looks like a violin. Something a bit off about it; definitely a stringed instrument and there's a bow as well. But what do I know from anything about violins? He's adjusting the strings; I believe he's going to play. Kalodin (of course that's who it is) begins and the notes cascade off the strings. A slight breeze catches them and the sound passes through Mrs. M's open window. She is. Her eyes and mouth were wide open. I started kissing her to suppress her pain. I was fucking her and with each stroke, her pain faded away and she started shouting in pleasure.She was saying, “Gautam, chodo mujhe, jor se chodo.” (Fuck me, fuck me hard) I replied, “Jaisi maa, waisi beti. Kal raat ko teri maa ko chod raha tha yaha, aaj tujhe chod raha hu. Kal dono ko sath mein chodunga.” (Like mother, like daughter. Yesterday, I was fucking your mom here, today I am fucking you. Tomorrow, I will. Pulling out two cigarettes I place one between your lips and light it for you. Watching your gentle drag to complement your coffee. Your smoking less dramatic now and I'm finding it very erotic. In your left hand at the tips of your index and middle fingers. Elbow on the arm of the couch and wrist loose and to the side. Mmmmm. You are a vision. I resume my snuggle with my own cigarette and we smoke and channel surf in quiet companionship. The raging storm knocks the cable off line and blacks.