"Yes, that's what philosophy says. Let us see if you can practice it," said Thakur. He resented her preachy tone. He just needed to teach her the lesson of her life in temptation and succumbing. He now reached under her below her belly. His middle finger slid to her slit. His fingers spread her lips. The other hand was used to guide his cock. When his cock felt his own fingers, he knew the target was found.

Instead of thrusting his hips, he carefully pistoned his cock in a precise movement which would have made a sniper proud. The cock slid forward with precise force, focused on the well-juiced target. Without any waste of energy in a general thrust, it splayed open the cunt and rode for some part of this length, before meeting further resistance.