After a shooting one day, Saathkumar asked me to come over to his house to discuss about something. So, today I decided to go. I got to the house and ...nocked on the door. Sarath’s wife, Radhika, Also an actress opened the door. “Hi, Is Sarathkumar sir here””No, but he’ll be here soon, come in.”I went in and sat on the sofa. I looked at Radhika. She was wearing a tight red saree with fairly short blouse. I had to admit, she was smoking hot for a women in her mid forties. “Do you want something. My boss said I could just come over given ... well, he’d love to chat if you have time, I tried to come inside to see you earlier but Mellie was going to take me out at the knee first.”I would have to thank her later. “I take it you looked me up?” It wasn’t really a question.She shrugged. “My daughter was going to be here, I thought it prudent. Just a basic background check, imagine my surprise when I saw the employment history.”Imagine mine right now, I thought. “Let me make something clear:. He walked up behind her, "Hey Sara!" "What the fuck do you want assholes?" "Tsk tsk tsk what a foul mouth on such a pretty girl." She was a pretty girl skinny small A-cup and a small butt barely enough to cup. "Mind coming to my room for a min. I've got something I need to show you something." "Fuck off!" "I'm sorry I just thought you might want your necklace back." He pointed at her neck. Her necklace was right there around her neck but she could see or feel it and his eyes were glowing red.. Her eyes closed as she balanced herself with the help of my hands. Slowly she gyrated her hips on my fat cock. Her breath came in short frequent gasps as she began to move in an up and down motion working in more of my thick penis.Biting her bottom lip she had worked about 6" of my dick into her pussy and now she let out a moan on every down-stroke of her ass. She had opened her eyes and both her hands were on my chest with her big tits squeezed between her arms. The sight of her, sweat forming.