My body and our sex," she whispered the last part into my ear. "Do we have time to catch them before their busy day?"That's how I ended up at home wit... Annie. She was all smiles but then May opened the door.Her face went from a smile to shock to confusion to being happy again, "Sorry if this seems weird, but do I know you from somewhere?"Later in the kitchen, I was talking to my sister as Annie played with my niece in the next room."Honestly Leo, she is cute. I mean really cute. You need to. That was one of her favourite words.’‘Like skelpit leathering,’ I suggested. She clasped her hands in front of her and faced me, defiant. ‘But you’re not my mother. What do you think you’re going to do about it?’ Her chin tilted up, her green eyes glinted a challenge. ‘This.’ I pulled her through the piles of clothes, bent her forward across the end of the bed. Her hips at mattress level, she had to stand on tiptoe to reach the floor. I was still holding the slipper. One hand on the small of. Talking about the heroine of this story. She is my mother’s old friend. Her name is Dhun. Now to describe her, she is a real MILF. White in complexion and 36-30-38 in sizes. Think of the ladies you see on porn websites with perfect hip to waist ratio and with a cute & hot face. OMFG. I already had a crush on her when I was 16. Dhun was happily married in the states and had a kid. They used to FaceTime us and talk to us hours long. But I was never interested in anyone except her. But I knew even. From my vantage point I could even see the way my husband’s balls were slapping against her ass and the noise they were making.Ishaan had closed his eyes in ecstasy and he was moving with all the vigor of a stallion. The girls fair and small breasts were flattened against the glass top.I could not believe e that Ishaan would be some shameless to fuck a young woman who was working under him and obviously in his awe due to his position and power. He seemed to be enjoying the way he she was.