I am not a writer but I hope u will enjoy it and send me your advices. I am 26 years old from Hyderabad now settled in U.S.A plain looking Indian with...muscular body. It happened when I was 17 in grade 12 of high school. A cousin of mom died my parents left in hurry with younger sis and bro leaving me behind.We had made working in our house named Ayesha a salty looking woman in her 30s with great pair of boobs and round &firm ass which use to swing while walking. She came next morning found no. My hand goes back to my clit, without any cerebral effort on my part, for I am beyond that. I finger it, at the base, in small circular movements. I pull at it, pinching it when I feel the sensations are about to overwhelm me, I want to make this last as long as I can, going back to rubbing the base hard and fast, then slowly backing off. My other hand goes to the dildo that is still embedded deep in my cunt. I begin to thrust it in and out, but it is him that is there, thrusting into. The stained porcelain toilet and plastic shower cubicle were functionalif not aesthetic, liquid soap was provided from a dispenser fastened tothe grimy tiles wall."Ok big boy, you get undressed while I prepare our sumptuous abode,"Poppy cracked a joke as she strode over to the wardrobe to get a cleansheet and towels.She ripped the old sheet off the bed deliberately looking away from thestains and tossed it in a hamper in the corner. She and Latisha jokedthat there was enough cum in those. I thought if she wanted to knee and kick me then let’s see how she takes this. Again I roughly pulled out of her and as she yelled I backed away and showed my foot into her ass. It hurt my little toe but I didn’t care. I was in her ass and kicking my foot in as far as I could. She raised her hips to move away and I did something that I have never done before. Without thinking I shoved my other foot into her cunt and pushed both feet forward. It took her breath away as she dug her nails into the.