I sat in his lap with the cock deep inside. He walked around in the room carrying me in his arms and with the cock inside my cunt! Doggy style and in ...9 position! I could not think of a time when I would not have mamaji! One evening there was some argument between mom and mamaji. I couldn’t hear anything, but knew that she was very angry with him. I thought probably she has come to know of our affair and was very scared to face her in the morning. But she did not say anything. In fact she. Her eyes had become teary from my pulling her hair.mom :please let go off my hair you. Your hurting me.me :ohh sorry, how badly does it hurt.mom :ahhh, its paining bad.me :hmm... so what would you say now.Saying this I twisted her hair around my fist once and that really streched her scalp and she began to yell at me.me :listen to me carefully, from this day on , you are my slut, my whore, my salve.The only thing important in your life would be to please me in whatever way i want.Once u have. All that had helped but the main ingredient had been instead a simple, deep, strong ingrained strength and love of life she'd been born with. A love of life she unashamedly welcomed me into. And why me? What did I have that had ignited her love?I didn't go to work on Thursday morning. Nor did I let Marisa leave. "I'm late, I have to go to work," she insisted after we'd just finished making love at eight-thirty in the morning. I pulled her back down into my arms.Mike called at eleven, wondering. My heart was beating fast and I could not control my excitement. It was Maitreyi at the door dressed up in a three fourth jean bottoms and a tight black T.Shirt. Her face was as beautiful as ever and her beautiful perfume smell was just too tempting with her light shiny pink lips just inviting me to smooch her hard. I controlled myself and invited her inside and asked her to feel at home and she sat on the sofa with few paper cutting and files with regards to her project.Then we slowly started.