This story is about a reader and me having a good time in a resort outside of Bengaluru that wasn’t too crowded. One nice day, Divya sent me a mail...appreciating my older stories, and how she wrote them brought me to tears. Most of her messages praised the raw and intense sex in my writings, while the rest displayed her hunger and innocence.I replied, expressing my gratitude and valuing her support. After several emails in which she consistently praised my story’s quality, we began talking via. What she’d done had been horrible of her. She’d gotten caught up in the excitement of everything and with everyone else being so, so, well “willing”, so “eager”... One more big breath and she pushed send. It began to ring. And ring. And ring. He would see her number, of course. What if he didn’t pick u-“What?” came the terse reply from the other end of the receiver.“Mike?” she asked. Why did she ask that? Of course, it was him.“Yes, what do you want?” The (fully justified) anger in his voice. This tipped Cindy over the edge and once again she could feel her cunt muscles contracting around the cock inside her and the sudden gush of her ejaculant force its way between her cunt walls and the cock pounding her. Jack felt her cunt tighten around his shaft, he had never felt anything like it and caused him to shudder as his cock exploded inside this hot juicy cunt. They both screamed in shear pleasure as their sex juices mingled with those already inside of her. They both lay exhausted. My penis pooping out from towel by seeing her huge cleavage, then she removed her blouse and petticoat in front of me and cover only a towel exposing her half boobs and sexy thigh. By seeing that i could not able to control my sex urge.She started to rub my body with oil and asked me to remove my towel i was shocked by hearing and said mom i not wearing inside for that she replied i am elder one and you are like my son don’t be shame in-front of me and removed my towel. My penis was standing in.