“You’re cock feels so good in my cunt,” she whispered, sliding her tongue across his lips. “I could have it in there all day!” Her cunt squeezed and released his cock in a steady rhythm, arousing him deftly.
Rising up, her hair over one shoulder, she slowed, paused fractionally and shuffled her legs forward. She was supple and did it smoothly, moving up so that she squatting, not kneeling on his lap, her body upright, her knees spread wide, her heels on the floor on either side of his hips, arms stretched with her hands on the floor behind her heels. Her body was tilted back, breasts thrust out. Her cunt-lips were stretched wide open. Her face creased in tension, her chin on her chest as she pushed her cunt down deeper on his cock, taking him fully inside her. Then she moaned, flinging her head back over her shoulders. Whimpering, she began grinding her hips round and round in a churning action, snapping them smartly at each turn. Her cunt tightened like a vice on his cock and he gasped, thrusting up hard under her.
“Oh fuck yes!” he gasped, awed, his cock blazing with lust. “C’mon, whore! C’mon! Take it! Take my cock! I wanna see you dance on my cock!”
“Yes! Oh yes! C’mon, Vinod! Fuck me!” she gasped. “Yes uhh yes uhhh yes oh god yes uhhh ohma uhh yes uhhh OHHH!” Now she was moving up and down as well, her body bucking and bouncing on his heaving hips, her cunt sliding up and down the length of his massive erection, her supple thighs taking the difficult position easily. “Ohhhhuhhhh ohhhh uhhh OHHHH!”
Vinod squeezed her breasts hard in his excitement, then slid his hand to her crotch and fondled her clitoris. Sunita shuddered and moaned. He grabbed her hips, jerking her body up and down on his cock. With a quick wriggle, gasping loudly, she slid forward onto her knees again, her arms outstretched, hands on his chest, her hips rocking and bucking up and down, her cunt sliding up and down along his cock-shaft. Her swollen breasts jiggled with her movements and her long mangalsutra danced on her dusky skin.
“Yes!” she called. “Oh yes, Vinod, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a whore!”
Grinning wolfishly at his best friend’s mother riding his cock like a sex-starved sixteen-year old vixen, the teenager pumped his hips up and down rapidly, tossing her on his lap, his hands sliding sexily up her body to her breasts, squeezing them. She moaned, her face tilted back, her mouth open and he ran his hands down her sexy back to her buttocks, prising them open, fingering her anus. She gasped and her cunt spasmed on his cock. He gripped her buttocks and jerked her down hard on his cock.
“Take it!” he cried. “C’mon, you whoring bitch! Take my cock!”
“Yes! OHHHHH uhh yes! Fuck me, Vinod! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” she cried, frantic with lust now.
The teenager thrust his cock up into the older woman’s cunt as hard as he could. Her loud cry aroused and goaded him. He did again and again, his hands squeezing her swollen breasts hard. It took all he had to contain the eruption of fire from his loins.