I kept looking at her face just to check whether she is in sleep or not. My heart was beating like a train engine. My plan was to put my hand inside h...r pants and even if she woke up I can tell her that I was just giving massage to her lower back. Now I slowly took some cream on my hand and placed my hand on her lower back. My hand was just where her salwar starts.Once again I looked her face and saw she was still in her sleep. Then very slowly I put my fingers under her salwar. My fingers can. I could hear myself. The sounds it made. He was moaning and rubbing my body all over. “Ride me.”I felt a wave of joy, like opening a package you forgot you ordered. I was so satisfied by just sucking on his nipples. Now I was feeling the tip of his dick pushing against my plug. It was still wet in there. I’d been a good slut and juiced it well. “The second I saw your lips and ass, I knew I’d own you. Do you know that?“ “Mmm hmm.” I was useless for actual conversation at that point. Melted in. .. horny.It was just an after-effect from the day before, she told herself. Uncharacteristically, Heather had stayed in bed all day - from shortly after she’d wokem up, right through until she’d drifted back to sleep that night, Heather had only gotten up for food and to go to the toilet.The rest of the time, she’d been masturbating.It had been fun, Heather was forced to admit. It was so unlike her - she’d always had a strong sex-drive, but she never had time to indulge herself like that.Yes,. She loved the sight of my white hands trying to encompass her large brown tits and always referred to us as a couple as coffee and cream.Her particular kink so to speak was to have anal and then suck my cock clean and then encourage me verbally to piss into her mouth; something she told me many times her ex husband had made her do and she had come to love it although she would never admit it to him.Our brief relationship lasted only weeks; but she fucked like a rabbit and introduced me to the.