I was a day scholar and was staying in one of the nearby residential nagar.Introduction: It so happened a friend of mine was a political personality o... a south Indian party do I have to say anything more what we can do with such personality. One day while going to the students hostel to do night study at 8.30pm, I came across the most amazing women that I had seen in that place. She was 5’7″ and should be 70kgs with all vital stats and no sagging fat anywhere and age around 41 years. Once I saw. She told me that she had no problem with that. The hands in the picture had squeezed the breast pretty hard. When I grabbed her awesome breasts, she told me to touch her harder. I managed to get one of her nipples between my fingers and I would feel how the hardened when I started to grope and grab her breasts. She had the remote control and kept firing away. I asked if I was squeezing too hard? She said it was fine and that I did a good job. It felt so good that it started to turn me on. I had. Trouble was he’d no control over his inner sensations, with such a beautiful girl fucking him at such an alarming rate, knowing only to well he’d blow before very much longer. He couldn’t envisage as to why she wanted him blindfolded, what had she to be so shy about.Sammy sensed the warm fiery spurts that were being pumped up inside her body, but she still continued with her fucking movements, not realising now that the pleasure had turned to the uncomforting sensation that men often have after. When Michael saw me he immediately smiled and said, "Chris!" I bent down and gave him a high five followed by, "Hey Michael how is it going?" By now I could tell that his mom was baffled so I stood up and stuck my hand out to shake hers and I said, "My name is Chris Carmichael, I worked at camp with your son." "Oh! That's great!" she eagerly replied. "We just moved in down in the house below yours and we just wanted to meet our neighbors. I'm Kim by the way." Finally I knew her name. I was.