New owners who neither knew nor cared for its history, who would tear down anything imperfect or old and replace it with gleaming steel, glass and var...ished pine, bereft of scent, emotion and empathy, and turn the old cottage into a sparkling city show home. The typical Londoners country retreat, rustic but with all the comforts of modern living.Closing the gate behind us, I lifted it up to hook the latch, feeling the rough, damp wood under my fingers, a sharp contrast to the warm, smooth. Her waves of orgasm continued to build. He released her face and laid still for a moment--and without thinking about it, she surrendered herself to this rape, and began actively fucking him, trying desperately to get off on his cock. Her dad sighed loudly and grinned at this. And in short order, her orgasm came. She tensed, grasped her dad's shoulders with her hands, digging into him with her nails, clamped his legs hard with her knees, buried her face into his neck as she allowed the orgasm to. She put my face between her breasts and held my head firmly in with her arms. Meanwhile she rode my cock, still not inside her but nestled between the lips of her pussy. She sat up and raised off me enough to let me slip inside her and then she rode me like a cowgirl. Her vaginal muscles squeezed me tightly, stroking my cock as I moved in time with her. She had her eyes closed as she began to play with her tits and I could tell this all was turning her on as much as it did to me. I told her I. Bharati devi unaware of all this , bathing and thinking of someone to satisfy her. Though she had an affair with the maid servant in her house few years back, but that person is now working in other house as that lady is paying more as well as having sex with the servant. Servant name is babu. Though babu used to come atleast twice in a month to satisfy his lust for bharati devi , but that is not enough for bharati devi. Bharati devi was thinking how babu used to insert his finger in her.