Just touching it made my pussy muscles clench. I wanted to fuck this rough, coarse carpenter! His dick was throbbing. I unnzipped his pant, pulling ou... his tool. I ran my finger over the top of his tool & felt a drop of precum on my finger. This excited me even further and i began pumping him with my hand. He drew a sharp breath & bit hard on my nipple. I gave a small yelp. It had hurt but also heightened my pleasure. “Madamji, i am going to fuck you now. I am going to ram my lund in your choot. You use this moment to wiggle a bit and resettle yourself and I help you rearrange the pillows under your lower torso. Now I can bend your knee such that I can get a good, two-handed grasp of your shapely calf and can use my fingers too, and I’ll be able to really go after the tension I feel in that pretty leg of yours. With my hands re-oiled, I start a long...and slow... up and down stroking of your leg from your ankle to your knee. I see that there is a surplus of oil on my hands and I have. Oh no. We see our lives as something to be endured, gotten through, to get even with. The path of most people’s lives, leaves a trail of unopened doors, behind which lay the magic of life never released because of our fear. My life was easy in comparison to most… up until the summer I have described in the previous volume of my tale. Easy isn’t even the right word for it. Blessed is a better one. By the end of that summer I thought I knew true pain. The loss of Sasha. The loss of my child. The. During my first night I went to my bride’s room I saw Mr. Subramanian drinking (he was only wearing a lunge without shirt in his room without under wear I could see his erection , I think his dick must be 8 inch he must be thinking about piyu ).I said “ uncle what happened “ he said nothing , but I forced him to speak he said “ you are lucky , now u r going to fuck a fair virgin girl , I wish u father was alive I could have a opportunity of fucking a virgin girl myself but I couldn’t no one was.