A career woman. But one thing she wasn't was freaky. She didn’t need to be. I loved her because she was the opposite. “You’re about as freaky as...a pair of slippers and a cup of hot cocoa.”“I know. But I feel like I missed out on doing stuff like that when I was young. My parents were strict.”I wasn't convinced. “You’d hate it. Being hot, smelly and sweaty is not your thing.”“I know. But it would be nice to have one last blow out before we have kids.”“Hmm. Whatever.”Katrina slapped my chest.. ” She repeated, her voice tremulous in its reverence.Sliding back to my knees, I leaned to kiss her again, her lips parting to give my tongue free access to hers. From her mouth, my lips moved to her cheek, her neck then, her breasts. With each caress of my tongue on her flesh, her trembling increased, until she was shivering not in fear or cold, but expectation.Gently, I lay her back onto the bed, my mouth sliding down her smooth stomach then, dipping to her blazing moist pussy. My tongue. I was matching him thrust for thrust. Our moans filled the room. My body was going crazy with sensation, as his hands slid over every inch of me. I continued working my fingers through his hair, tugging slightly when I wanted it harder or faster. His one hand gripped my ass, fingernails digging into me as his other hand tugged on my hair; two of my favorite things. In one quick motion he had pulled out of me and flipped me around on my stomach bringing my ass up to meet his waiting cock and he. I reduced the speed and let her take a moment to feel it. Later started to fuck her slowly increasing the pace. She was quite horny so it didn’t take much time to make her have an orgasm. She felt tired and slept on the bed.I wasn’t quite done yet so I went outside to find that Chaitra was lying on a sofa in same clothes I left her before going to the room. She was wearing just a underwear and a bra. I told her what happened so she went inside to inquire if Rajani was okay. Then she came back.