She notices that young Jason is staring at her. Carole remembers the day that Jason came over to the house, how he kept staring at her that day. She f...und that the young teenager's gaze turned her on big time. Carole sees Jason's mom Andrea who gives her a big smile and points over to Jason as if to tell her to please go over and say hi to the handsome young hunk.Carole isn't sure how the whole weekend will turn out but she secretly hoped that she could somehow hook up with the handsome young. Fuck, he was gorgeous, she thought. The hint of aftershave, the muscular chest. He was like a younger Harry.She let him leave the lift before her, followed him at a discreet distance and couldn’t believe her luck when he headed into her company offices. She made her way over to her friend’s desk.“Claire, who’s the guy at Reception in the blue suit?”Claire, the office manager, barely glanced up from her computer terminal.“James Foster. He’s joining Craig’s team.”“Who am I getting?”“Chloe. Aarti went to Mani’s room, and Rani came to my room. Finally, the moment I was expecting the most. She was wearing a red saree, and she added extra red lipstick to her lips. It was like a cherry.I couldn’t hold myself and pulled her towards me and removed her saree. I tied her hands using it in the bed. She was confused about what is happening. I completely undressed her and myself.She was looking like an aunty that I always wanted to fuck. I started to suck her pussy hard as she was moaning. All hint of tenderness was gone. I reacted in kind, pulling her against me, moaning into her mouth.‘You are such a little slut, Kitty.’‘Yes.’ I hissed breathless. I couldn’t deny it. The ultimate kitty slut, wanting only one thing, desire making no room for any other thoughts. I wanted to cum, to make her cum. I wanted her to use and abuse me. I wanted her to do everything to me she’d ever fantasized about and, mostly, I wanted her to push me beyond what I was comfortable with, far beyond. I.