With her hand, Debbie guided his throbbing penis to her wet opening. The pressure of his cock at her sex increased as the engorged head slid slightly ...etween her soaked lips. She arched her back to ease his entry. Inch by inch she was giving herself to this old black man. His cock was pushing into the open folds of her moist vulva. She felt the delicious warmth as his thickening black penis slide deeper and deeper into her, penetrating her, as she willingly opened her sheath to him. Erotic. I’m fucking her doggy style, with saree & petticoat bunched in her hip, holding her ass buns with both hands. Since it was after a blow job, I have been fucking her for 15 minutes now… I wanted some different action, so I changed the scene….which is a bit unusual for us… I made Anbu akka lie down on the floor….opened her blouse hooks and bra…started tit-fucking with my condemn-less penis….usually when Akka and I do a quickie especially in the kitchen in daytime we don’t do tit-fucking since. She was clearly very frightened by what just came out and so I reached out and grabbed her right breast when she slapped me. I called her a bitch and pushe her against the sofa. Now I was on top of her as I forced my way to underneath her cardigan to fondle her breasts, first the left and then the right. I then ripped the front of her cardigan apart as she started to cry. She tried to slap me again but this time I pinned her arms down. As her punishment I lowered her tank top straps and pulled. Holding it against my body I saw just how short it was. If I sat or bent over, my panties would surely be seen. A pair of charcoal colored thigh-high stockings lay on the bed. Then I noticed the note. In addition to the address and a reminder of the time I was expected, it told me not to wear any kind of undergarments. I dropped the note, my hand flying to cover my open mouth.I threw on a robe and moped around the house until dinner time. I ate alone, deep in thought. Again I looked for a way.